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Watching Mum

By: Mr Story Teller



Well where do I begin, I need to put down on paper my experiences of spying on my mother and the subsequent relationship it evoked.I had fantasied about mum for some years but it wasn't until I was eighteen that my prayers were answered.

Here's my story..

My story begins just after my 18th birthday,my outlook on life had changed since puberty and my view on mum had certainly changed too, I began to see her as a woman rather than just mum. 

My mum is petite with brown hair, quite firm rounded breasts and a nice bottom, I began to take an interest in her rather than my sisters for reasons I can't explain. I guess it's a mother/son thing but don't ask me to explain it further. I wasn't sure if mum was aware of my interest at the same time as it started but things did begin to develop in my interest and that's what my story is all about.

I began to notice mum and her sexy figure pretty soon after I began to masturbate, I'd be thinking of women and breasts and things and often it was mum whose image came into my head, I'd try to picture her naked and touching herself, feeling or washing her tits, pretty basic images really but at that time they were plenty enough to make me hard and orgasm. I thought about her more and more and soon I was having thoughts of going through her underwear drawer and searching out those items which touch her soft skin.

Of course when the first chance arose I took it, being left alone in our house was rare indeed but I had an afternoon off from school and as soon as I was home alone it was a not long before I in mums room with prying eyes.

Her bed side cabinet housed her underwear and I was already horny as I entered the room and pulled open the drawer, it was full, full of bra's, black ones, white ones, a few coloured ones and some smaller prettier ones, I took them all out and lay them on the bed, one bra in particular took my fancy and stood out from the others as being the sexiest, it was a white bra but what made it so appealing was that it was made of see though material, if mum was wearing it her nipples would be clearly visible through the thin mesh of fabric, also its design was such that the material wouldn't cover her breasts like others but only half of them (later I found these to be call "quarter cup" bra's).

Wow, my mum had some really sexy bra's and my dick was aching with excitement, next I opened the second drawer and found it to be full of panties, again a similar trend appeared, lots of sexy small panties and a few plain bigger ones, I found the pair that matched the see through bra and they too had a sheer panel on the front which would hide nothing of her pubic hair, well that was one mission successfully completed, I stood over my mums bed with her undies spread everywhere and wanked myself to oblivion… wonderful

I carefully place mums things back in their respective drawers and spent the rest of the day imagining mum in just those sexy undies, I could now visualize her in a sexier way knowing the type of sexy things she wore beneath her every day clothes.

Over the next few weeks my sorties into mums room became more frequent and more enjoyable, I did my best to leave things as I found them but to be honest I was so hot that I couldn't be sure as to whether I'd covered my tracks or not. One day I even put some of her pants on and admired myself in her see through knickers.

My desires now were strongly moving towards trying to see mum in some state of undress, how I was to do this I don't know but it fueled my insatiable urges and gave me the excuse to have another wank.

As it happened my luck was about to change everything, my sisters were all out and only mum and me were in home, it wasn't late (about 7pm) and mum, unusually for the time of day mentioned she was going up for a bath, she picked up a bag of cosmetics and disappeared upstairs, just before she reached the top of the stairs she shouted back to me to bring her pile of washing up for her. 

Well, before now there was no indication of mums knowledge of my feeling or passion for her and her underwear but my mind suddenly began to race when I noticed the top items on the pile, it was the see through bra and pants, were they placed there for my benefit or just coincidental? I must have looked sheepish as I entered mums room as she was already beginning to undress, her top was off and she was just kicking off her shoes, she looked so sexy and as she turned towards me I got my first full view of her cleavage in a pretty white bra, she didn't seem embarrassed in the slightest as she held out her hands for me to give her the washing. She certainly caught me looking at her tits but just smiled before taking the thing from me.

Her breasts are a 34C (I know from her bra labels) and quite rounded and her skin a toned colour, she still had a good figure despite four children and I couldn't believe my luck, I was in total ore of the vision in front of me and I think mum recognized my condition, I stuttered something about having to go to my room and spun on my heels and departed. My dick was aching and quickly I released it for purposes of relief, I heard mum exit her room and I peered through the crack in the door and watched as she entered the bathroom wrapped only in a towel. Wow what a moment, mum in her bra and pants was fantastic it surely couldn't get better than this, well it did!

I noticed that mum hadn't closed the bathroom door fully and was obviously already laying in the bath, the taps are furthest from the door so if I was lucky she'd have her back to me and I could take a peak, I crept across the landing and moved in for a look, I was right and mums head was nearest the door and she was laying relaxed in bubble filled water which unusually wasn't very deep, the closer I got the more of mum came into view and suddenly there I was looking at the brown tufts of mums pubic hair, I followed her belly up and could clearly see her right breast topped by a lovely pink nipple. Mum was not moving too much so I guessed she had her eyes closed and was relaxing, I stood for a few moments taking in the vision before my, my dick was aching to be pulled off but I just stood and admired my mum, I retreated again and shut myself in my room.

As I wanked I kept wondering if this was all to perfect, had mum set me up with the show in the bedroom. The panties: and now the bath? It was all too much and I came so hard I think I groaned a little too loud.

The rest of the evening I spend in my room, my head spinning with desire and confusion, if mum was aware of my feelings and activities then where does it go from here? These thoughts stayed with me for the following week where nothing out of the ordinary happened and then the following Friday night when the girls had all gone out mum and I were left all home alone, mum was dressed as normal in her daily clothes, her white blouse allowing me to see the shape and colour of her bra and her skirt short enough to sit above the knee. I was watching telly whilst looking and admiring mum hoping she'd not notice my glances, the more I looked the hornier I became and the hornier I became the hard my dick was to hide in my pants. Mum said she was going up to change and gave me the type of smile I'd never seen before, she turned and headed for the stairs.

Mum wouldn't usually tell me she was changing, or going upstairs, Did she know? Was I imagining things? Of fuck! are only a few of the thoughts that flashed through my mind. I sat there for a few minutes panicking and was drawn to slow climbed the stairs, as I reached mums room the door was slightly ajar and the view through the crack in the door allowed me to see my horny mum in front of her dressing mirror, she was still fully dressed but either my timing was perfect or mum had waited for me, because as soon as I looked she began the slow process of undoing her blouse buttons, my dick sprang to attention inside my pants as I filled my mind with the view of her slowly undressing. 

Mum was watching herself in the mirror as she seemed to be practicing a strip tease, one by one her buttons opened and as the last one undid she allowed her top to hang open, from my vantage point I could not only see mum from behind but the mirror allowed me to view the front too, this was surely too good to be true, who was I to argue? It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen in my young life.

The next thing surprised me a little but mum collected her make-up bag and began to do her face up, but not in the usual manner but very tarty, bright red lipstick, plenty of blusher and eye make-up, she really did look like a dirty slut now and I couldn't believe this was my mum. All the time her blouse was open allowing me to catch flashes of her cleavage and pretty white bra and all the time fueling my raging boner, by this time I'd released my tool and was openly wanking off outside mums room, I figured if she came towards the door I'd have time to get into my room unnoticed. Mum them moved around to her knicker drawer and pulled a few items out and placed them on the bed, again it was unusual because there was a fair few items and not just some fresh undies. She took some stockings and without removing her skirt she sat on the edge of her bed and took pleasure in watching as she pulled on some very sexy shear nylons, as she pulled them over her feet I could just make up her breast hanging in her bra as her blouse opened a little. 

Still she watched herself and I was now desperate to see more, this was the first point I knew that she was aroused because after she pulled on the second stocking both hands remained in her lap a few seconds longer and she openly sighed aloud, she parted her thighs enough for her to see her crotch in the mirror, however I couldn't see from my position. Mum then stood and again faced the mirror, she ran her hand around her back and unclipped and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Her panties matched her bra and were skimpy to say the least. Now she stood in her blouse, undies and stocking looking like a dirty tart, the blouse covered some of her butt and allowed me to see her soft bottom which her panties failed to cover.

What happened next really did take me by surprise but she turned away from the mirror (and towards me) and looked back at herself over her shoulder, she was admiring her bottom and stocking legs and she then created a vision that arouses my now 25 years on.

As she looked over her shoulder she ran both hands up from her hips, over her stomach and as they moved upward her blouse opened fully and I watched in full view as my horny mum cupped and squeezed her tits through the soft material, this action also gave me the full view of mums panties which hid nothing and I could see the dark hair of her pussy, her head suddenly hung back as she closed her eyes but looked towards the ceiling, this was the image of pure womanly sexiness for me. It only lasted about 30 seconds but mum held this pose as fingers reached in and caressed each nipple making her mouth drop open a little; she licked her tarty red lips with pleasure before turning once more to face herself in the mirror.

The blouse was now discarded to the floor and mum moved closer to the mirror, again she caressed her covered breasts and lifted each in turn, finally exposed her nipples to me, they seemed large for her breasts but with small areola, obviously they were rock hard at present but I sort of guessed they'd be big from the time I'd spend staring at them. I didn't have to wait long before I got my wish as mum reached round and unclipped herself, the mirror was in full use as both mum and I admired the view of her hard nipples topping her firm round breasts, she continued to cup them rolling her nipples between thumb and forefinger, mum was hot, fucking hot! She ran the palms of her hands over each nipple and closed her eyes with the pleasure she was creating, the thought that this was mum and I shouldn't be doing this came and went in a flash, I still didn't actually know if mum was aware of my presence but I wasn't going to potentially spoil things by announcing myself. 

Looking down at mums waist her panties looked so sexy, little white ones with a clear panel on the front, her pussy hair formed a mound which bulged thought the tight material and her bottom also looked a picture, for her age my dear old mum had one hell of a horny figure. So there she was, tarted up like a cheap slut dressed only in her skimpy panties, her tits exposed and her nipples proud and hard, as for me I was still at the door with my hard on in my hands thoroughly enjoying the show, if it was a show that is!

Still facing the mirror mum showed no sign of stopping and it did cross my mind that if mum wasn't doing this for me then why was she not worried or conscious of me coming upstairs and interrupting her, I was now convinced that mum wasn't only doing this for herself but was enjoying putting on the show for me. The next thing that happened also painted one of those erotic images that has stood with me ever since, mum sat on the edge of the bed and decided to put her hair up, knowing my preference for that style of hair she spend plenty of time putting pins in her hair, but best of all it allowed me my first full view of her tits without hands or clothing in the way, they are just about perfect, nicely rounded and not too much sag, and with two dark hard nipples which looked like they were desperate to be licked, kissed or bitten, these obviously gave mum great pleasure because she kept brushing her hands over them and rolling her eyes.

As you can imagine I was in wank heaven and it wasn't going to stop there, mum was now clearly not going to stop at this point and decided to lay back on the bed and if she was giving me a show I was about to get the whole works, she threw her head back as she slid both hand down towards her thinly covered hairy bush, I could now see clearly in the mirror and she had no intention of hiding anything, the panties didn't cover her pussy in any serious way at all and I was totally in awe of the beauty of her pussy, dark, bushy and on full show to her son, she wasted no time in sliding a hand inside the front panel and searching out her hot spot, she gasped with delight as her touch found its target and for the first time I thought I was about to come. 

My mind was spinning with passion for my mum as I watched her firstly place her hand in her pants and then pull them to one side to expose her wetness to me, I could just about make out the soft folds of her labia but the picture of her breast moving up and down with each of her deep breaths was wonderful, she slipped two long slender fingers into the wetness of her pussy and began to buck her hips in time with her penetrating digits, her orgasm was pending and her moans turned to cries, the faster her fingers worked to faster and louder her moans became.

Finally with one very deep groan and with the insertion of a third finger mum began to climax, with both feet flat she lifted her hips off of the bed and ground herself to her orgasm, she didn't say anything except for some deep animalistic gunts and groans and as she held her hips off the bed her tits fell back to give me the picture I still have in my head now as I type, My mum, panties to one side, three fingers buried into her hairy wet pussy and her round tits topped by two very hard nipples falling either side.

Needless to say I shot my load at that point too and boy there was plenty, I watched as mum came down from her pleasures and quietly snuck off to my room……. To be continued

Watching Mum Ch. 02



Please read part one before continuing.

As you can imagine this was the beginning of my fascination of watching mum, I had to devise more ways to spy on her and continue with my passion of voyeuristic masturbation, the crack in the door method was all well and good but it was a little crude, what I needed was something more close up, more personal.

From that eventful evening my relationship with mum was different, her approach and attitude towards me was somehow different and the way she presented herself around the house changed, my sisters must have noticed something but nothing came to my attention.

I wanked myself silly two or three times a day, revisiting the images of mum undressing and touching herself, showing herself off to me in such a way that she must have been performing for my pleasure as well as her, but still without dialogue and so still giving me the doubt that nagged me.

I continued my visits to mums panty drawer and always replaced the items as I found them. I loved the see through panties most of all, and almost half of them were like this; even the bras were of the sort which showed more than the hid.

I remember one particular night when I was lying in bed, it was very late in the evening and the girls were also in bed. Mum stayed up to watch something on television so I decided to wander downstairs and sit with mum, I didn't sneak down but made enough noise for anyone who was awake to notice my movements, when I turned to enter the living room mum was asleep on the sofa, nothing to strange there, but what was strange was the way she was laying and how it exposed her inner thighs and panties, she had obviously decided to lie down and watch her program and in doing so she pulled one leg up causing her skirt to raise and give me a view of her open thighs, not only could I see the smooth skin of her inner thigh but her pussy mound was clearly visible too.

The darkness of her pubic hair was obvious and not only through her panties, mums pussy was very hairy, her small see-through pink pants certainly covered plenty but what aroused me most was the amount of thick dark hair on show. I didn't realize from my previous episode just how hairy she was but this turned me on immensely.

I stood for a few moments wondering what to do and the only thing I could do was to take a close look, I moved to within a few feet of the sofa and mum didn't stir at all, oh this was perfect, mum appeared to be fast asleep and I was able to see her pussy closer than ever before, if she woke now there would be no reasonable excuse as to why I was standing there and what I was doing.

I have mentioned before of how certain images stay with me and form the basis of my sexual preferences, this was one such moment and still to this day my dick twitches with excitement as I recall the moment, the moment of getting as close as I did to my mums pussy and having all the time in the world to enjoy the experience, of course I'd seen pussy's before but this was a mature woman and my mum!

Suddenly a familiar thought crossed my mind, was this really happening as it seems or was mum performing for me, obviously there was no way of telling but it crossed my mind that maybe mum was pretending to be asleep and had actually heard me descending the stairs, I wasn't going to wake her to find out but it did make me wonder. My hard on was raging and my dressing gown was struggling to hide it, I focused on mums crotch and admired the way the tight material cover the mound of pubic hair and the way the it disappeared between her bum cheeks, I could just about make out the shape of her pussy lips and it was as if they were swelling, I'm sure I would have noticed them before but they were certainly clear to see now.

I couldn't help myself and took a gentle stroke of my hard dick, my dressing gown dropped open and I was now beyond the point of reasonable explanation of my actions, if mum woke now I'd have some explaining to do. 

As you can imagine mum appeared not to be aware of my presence nor the fact I was openly masturbating only feet from her exposed crotch, I was so excited every stroke took me quickly to the point of ejaculation and my self control only heightened the intensity of situation. 

If mum was playing games with me it was now becoming more fun experiencing this voyeurism than actually confronting the issue, the excitement I was enjoying was so erotically intense I didn't want mum to stop pretending, if she was that is.

Suddenly she stirred a little, I jumped and quickly wrapped up, only for mum to shift her weight, she briefly opened her legs a little wider giving me a full view of her crotch and allowing me to see the pubic hair that continued to her butt, I thought she'd relax in this new position but actually rolled over onto her front and snuggled into a cushion.

Mum was now lying facing into the back of the sofa and her skirt was up around the top of her thighs, her bottom was on the edge of the seat and as I move round I got the trill of my life, her pink panties were gathered up between her bum cheeks and I was able to sit on the floor only a foot away from the most erotic sight I'd ever seen. These panties had no gusset in them and the see through material allowed me to see mums hairy cunt in all its mature beauty, her pussy lips were hairy with dark hairs and the folds of her proud pussy lips were so clearly visible I almost shot my load there and then.

I was so desperate to pull the thin material to one side but dared not, again I removed my aching dick and began to masturbate in front of mum as she lay on the sofa. Mum seemed restless and hotched about a bit and shifted her weight a number of times giving me a different view of her hot pussy. I notice a little wetness and a reddening in the colour of her lips, was she aroused? Was she dreaming? Who knows, all I knew was I was about to shoot my load and nothing could stop me now.

My dick was as hard as it had ever been as my stokes brought me nearer my climax, I couldn't take my eyes from the vision in front of me which was my beautiful mum, supposedly asleep on the sofa with her skirt up and her knickers and crotch on full display, her hairy pussy clearly visible and the folds of her pussy lips only inches away. I couldn't hold back and with a suppressed groan I released my orgasm into the palm of my hand, I came so hard my hips jerked with each ejaculation and my open palm filled with my hot sperm, I took one last long look at mum before making my exit to clean up.

"Wow how fucking hot was that" I thought as I returned to my bed after cleaning up, my dick already hardening with the very recent memories, if only I had though I'd have taken my digital camera down or even my phone with camera and had something of a memento. Mum had not come to bed yet either so I wondered about a return with camera in hand.

I thought the only way to do this was to make mum aware of my impending arrival and so if all of this was a game she'd comply, if not then I'll pretend I wanted something from the kitchen. I went to the bathroom and flushed the toilet before descending the stairs, I wasn't actually noisy but again made enough noise for my movements to be heard. As I entered the lounge mum was still "asleep" on the sofa, she had rolled back over and was now lying on her side, like earlier she had one knee slightly raised and her legs parted enough for me the see the front of her panties.

I walked past mum to see if she would stir but she didn't, so I took position at the end of the sofa and pointed my camera right at mums pussy, I took five or six quick photos which were going to be perfect wanking material and just as I was about to leave she stirred again, only this time she lay on her back and her hand just happened to fall to her crotch.

This was too good to be true, I snapped away as quietly as possible and managed to get another nine or ten pictures, mum appeared to be restless as her hips seemed to rock and I snapped away, was she restless or just unable to hide her arousal from me, either way my state of arousal was at fever pitch and I didn't care what happened, unfortunately for the story but true to life I retreated to my room with my prize, oh how I wanked that night.

A little while later mum cam up to bed and popped her head in my door before retiring, obviously I was in no fit state to sleep so I lay there imagine mum undressing like I'd seen her do before and stroking my tool to an immense erection. It was about 10 minutes later I began to hear noises from mums room which caught my attention, it sounded as though she was breathing very heavily or snoring, the more I listened the more aroused I became, the picture I put with the noises I was hearing was one of mum laying on her bed legs spread and her finger buried in her pussy, in fact mum was pretty aroused because it soon reached a volume clear enough to confirm my suspicions and ended quickly enough to confirm she had brought herself off to a deeply satisfying orgasm.

As you might guess I soon followed but this time made some noises myself with the hope that mum would hear me, if she did she lay in silence and didn't give anything away. My own orgasm climaxed with a deep heavy groan as my jizz oozed from my hard dick. I needed to clean up an made my way to the bathroom, as I crossed the landing I thought I could see mums outline through the crack in the door and made no effort to conceal my heavy tool. I wiped up and openly showed myself off to mum if indeed she was watching.

It all happened in chapter 3…. Coming soon 



Watching Mum Ch. 03



Please read chapters one and two before proceeding.

Over the next few weeks the sexual tension between mum and I became very intense and my dick was never far from my hand, mum seemed less concerned about closing doors to the bathroom when showering or bathing and spending longer draped in a towel after such activities. On two or three occasions I had the opportunity to watch her shower through the opaque screen of the cubicle and she now spent much longer in there than she ever did.

Just to make the picture of mum a little clearer, she is about 5'2", brunette, with a hour glass figure, her breast hang quite high and look wonderful in a bra, which incidentally would be a 34c. Her waist is narrow and stomach quite flat so you would certainly find her in good shape for her age having had four children. Most impressively for me was the thick bush of pubic hair, it covered her pussy mound and continued around to her butt, she kept it in shape rather than trimming it to any fashion.

Mum always dress smart, so for work she'd wear a business suit with stockings or tights and smart heels to match, often her blouse would be see through allowing any on lookers to acknowledge her good taste in underwear, and believe me she had good taste.

I too was becoming more of an exhibitionist and would walk around the house in just my pants and t-shirt, not for my sisters' benefits but to get some sort of reaction from mum. But saying that, with all the horny feeling I was having I was also beginning to look at my sisters in a different way and I would often get semi hard in the presence of any them and didn't do a great deal to hide it, why should I, I'm well taken care of in the underpants department!

With three sisters in the house it was difficult to take advantage of any time alone with mum but sometimes it would just happen, suddenly the house would be empty and the sexual tension would instantly be present. Either of us would find a way to continue with what was happening but still without and dialogue or direction, I still didn't know if this was just me being a horny young man or if mum was just teasing for her own pleasures.

I was beginning to get disillusioned with all the games in as much as we'd seemed to have reached a point where neither of us would take the next step, obviously if either of us had got the wrong idea then it would be highly embarrassing for both of us. I was thinking of ways to move things on to the next level and had fun with many ideas but I had not expected it to turn out the way it did,

One morning I woke early and wandered downstairs, dressed only in my pants I entered the kitchen to find the light on and mum sat at one of our bar stools, she jumped with surprise and stopped whatever it was she was doing, it appeared to me that she was writing in a diary! Now I didn't know she had a diary but suddenly it became the focus of my thoughts, did it contain personal thoughts and secrets? Was it just a planner? Where did she keep it?

"Morning Mum" I said chirpily "what ya doing?" 

She looked a little startled as she turned to greet me, as she did she calmly closed the diary and put it on her lap under the breakfast bar out of sight.

She was dressed in a nightie which was short and reasonable see through and it took only one glance down to notice the shape of her breasts and the condition of her nipples, if it wasn't a diary then why was she looking all hot and horny?

"Good morning sweetheart" she countered in a quiet voice "You're up early" not answering my question.

"Year, I guess I couldn't get back to sleep so thought I'd may as well get up."

Still sat there with whatever it was on her lap, the conversation continued about this and that until I got up and went to the fridge to make myself a coffee, I didn't notice the semi hard on in my pants until I stood up and both mum I looked down at the bulge as it was so noticeable. I instantly looked at mum, her eyes took longer to come up to mine but when they did they were joined by a smile.

"My you are turning out to be a big boy aren't you?"

I wasn't sure how to answer her but stuttered out an apology of some sorts about "it always being like that in the morning."

Mum hopped off her stool and turned to leave the room taking whatever it was in her hand with her, she skipped away on her toes and looked fantastic in her short see-through nightie. I watched with desire as she moved down the hall to the stairs and wondered if she'd turn and look before climbing them, I was praying that she would as this would show that she had my audience and that she wanted my attention.

As she skipped off down the hall I moved to a position where I could watch her all the way, as she reached the stairs she turned knowingly and smiled a big naughty smile. Just as she vanished out of site she looked down at my bulging jockey shorts and took said, "you want to be careful where you point that thing, it looks dangerous!"

I felt like running after her and ripping that nightie off but the time would have been wrong, besides I had three sisters upstairs asleep in bed.

As the morning ran its course the girls woke and departed as usual, Joanne and Sarah went to work and Gail went off to college. Mum was the last to leave and was in a rush as usual, as she ran out the door she gave me a big kiss on the cheek and said "I'm glad you've put that thing away, we don't want to be getting the girls all excited do we".

As she brushed past me she tapped me gently on the front of my jogging pants, she skipped out the door looking a million dollars and went off to work.

Well as you can imagine I had only one thing on my mind, FIND THAT DIARY!

I waited for ten minutes or so before beginning my expedition to mums room, the excitement gave me an instant hard on so I decided to undress to my pants and give myself the odd stroke whenever I felt like it. Obviously I started at mum's bed side table and had the great pleasure of going through her entire underwear collection; for once I made my way through them quickly without finding my holy grail. Next it was the wardrobe which was fun because I found a few things which surprised me, pictures and letters from dad when they were younger, before he died.

My search was becoming a futile one and my frustration was getting the better of me, then I remembered that mums built-in wardrobe had an alcove inside it, so where the doors hinged wasn't actually the wall there was about a foot of space inside and to the left, you would never know had you not played hide and seek as a child. I readdressed the wardrobe and moved the rail of coats away from what seamed like the wall…Bingo!

Although it was dark I could see a number of shoe boxes and a pile of books and videos, there was a little wooden ornate chest just bigger that a shoe box. I checked mums window before removing the box and placing it on her bed, opening it was like Pandora's box, there was no doubt that I was going to open it but I was nervous of what I might find. 

Gently I raised the lid and there on the top was a little pink notebook, I took it out to see that it was full of notes and writing, before going on I took a look as to what was under the book and found a small black vibrator and some letters, I decided to read the letters before I settled down to the diary and boy am a glad that I did.

The first letter I opened was from Barbara an olds friend of mum's, Babs moved away about 3 years ago with her husbands' job and they obviously kept in touch, the content of the letter however was fantastic! The first page or so was the usual updating of gossip but towards the end she wrote the following:

"I do miss our ladies night in front of the fire, that first evening I gave you the shoulder massage was just wonderful, Oh you are such a beautiful woman Jan and to think of those years I spent admiring and fantasizing about you and we only manages a few months together"

"Jesus Christ!" I thought, am I really reading that mum and Barbara had a girly relationship, reading on it turned out that mum allowed Barbara to seduce her over a bottle of red wine and a warm fire and Barbara was now reliving the moment to mum in her letter. The next paragraph read:

"I was gasping with desire as I slid your blouse from your shoulders and slowly worked my way under your arms, I wasn't sure of your feelings and was expecting you to stop me any minute but when I noticed your breathing getting heavier I knew to carry on, oh Jan I nearly wet myself when you raised your arms and allowed me to feel your breasts and the moment you turned a kissed me was the hottest moment of my life!"

Well you can imagine what sort of affect that had on me and my raging hard on, I read on with intrigue and raging lust for my mum, my dick almost exploded as the visual imagery developed. Barbara wrote about the feelings she had for mum and how "the fire still burns for her soft touch" All I needed was to read that my mum had gone down on another woman to complete my wildest dreams:-

I read on, "can you remember Jan, the next evening you came to me and Jon (her husband) was away?"

"I can you remember how sexy you looked in that long white dress and you told me it was for my benefit" Barbara was in some deep lustful mode and it worked well on me!

"I never told you at the time but I nearly wet myself just looking at you, you were so perfect and demure with your hair up and your long flowing dress. I wanted to rape you and make love to you; I made myself cum so hard after you went home that I shouted out my orgasm…. You have such a spell over me Jan!"

I picked up another letter and scanned through the blurb, I soon found the beginning of my interest, again she wrote openly and with frank expression.

"Jan, I must tell you about a women I met at work, she's the new girl in accounts, she is a petite size 10 like you with a body any man would die for!" now this sounded interesting I thought to myself.

"Anyway we got talking and she told me she was single and lonely as she just moved to the area, I went out for a meal and bottle of wine with her and when I dropped her off she invited me in for a coffee, well as we talked she changed form her work clothes and sat opposite me in skimpy briefs and a loose t shirt, I couldn't take my eyes off this sexy young thing and I think she knew it, she wasn't shy and I kept taking glances at her pussy which was barely hidden by the thin material of her panties. Next thing I know she asks me if I like looking at her pussy? As she spoke she opened her legs and pulled her briefs to one side revealing a beautiful sweet pussy, well, you'd have been proud of me Jan, I dropped to my knees and made that girl cum so hard it was wonderful"

"Jan, I know you won't mind me sharing this with you because you always loved it when I sucked on your hard clit, you are such a wonderful lover and I can't wait for the time when I can feel you tongue between my pussy lips again."

Well that was it for me; I put the letter down and brought myself off to an amazing thunderous orgasm, my mum was not only the sexiest woman alive but she loved other women too.. wow!

I must have dosed off but woke with a fright! holly shit! What if someone came home and found me and mum's letters on her bed. As it happened I'd only snoozed for minutes and as you can imagine got straight back to my investigative work, I put the letter back and picked up the diary, it wasn't a proper "dated" diary but a notebook with daily notes and dates written in. 

Opening at a random page the next and biggest surprise of all hit me, and it took me by complete surprise! this was the type of diary you share with no one, mum was pretty explicit in her thoughts and seemed to be taking great pleasure in her correspondence. The first line I read was the one which had the type of impact you can't explain, so I won't; I'll tell you what it read:

"Today was a new and exciting day, the fire inside burns at fever pitch and my lust overrides my head completely, if anything happens today I wouldn't be able to stop myself, I nearly got caught spying this morning but it was the prelude to the most intense orgasm so far, I don't know where its going to end but sooner or later I know I'll make love to her."

I read it 2 or 3 times wondering why it read wrong and suddenly it hit me, boy did it hit me, Mum was talking about one of my sisters and not me! Jesus my head was suddenly spinning, it must be Gail, no she was the youngest, maybe Joanne the oldest and most developed, "oh fuck" I thought, was I wrong about me all alone?

As it happened I needn't have worried, on the next page she wrote, "Stuart is turning into quite a stud now, I find myself thinking about him naked and my fingers wander to the wetness forming between my legs, I know he watches me and I shouldn't encourage him but I can't help myself, I've never felt such erotic thought about him before and we seem to be playing some thrilling voyeuristic games together."

So that was it, mums own words that she was wanking for me and the other occasions were for my benefit and nor just my good fortune, but what about my sisters, I dug deeper and found more revealing truths about mum.

"Gail looked so pretty today, we took a swim and I found myself admiring her figure and firm young breasts, how could I be having the dirty thoughts I do? Why do I wake wet with either Gail or Stuart on my mind, this has got to stop before someone gets hurt."

The next entry was over a week later so I guess mum was struggling with her conscience, it read: "I can't get this thing from my mind, last night was just fantastic, I lay on the sofa "asleep" and allowed Stuart to admire my open thighs and crotch, it was amazing and the most daring I've been so far, I was dripping wet and wanted so much for him to touch me, I wanted him so bad my pussy ached for him inside me. I managed to see through partly opened eyes how beautiful his cock is and how big it is, I need it and need it soon.

So there was the truth, now I knew that the previous performances were indeed for me and that mum was so fucking hot for it I now could make some sort of move, how and when was the only problem, how to you approach your mums and tell her you know she wants to fuck you. My hand again returned to my dick and mixed images and thoughts crossed my mind, I was now thinking of two things, fucking mum and watching mum and Gail get it on.

See you in part 4!!



Watching Mum Ch. 04



Please read chapters one, two and three before proceeding.

*

Over the next couple of days mum made more of those suggestive comments, about how I was growing up and that I was becoming a man. More noticeably though was my awareness of Gail's persona, she appeared to be a lot more liberal around mum and I, both in her dress and manner than when with the other girls, I guess that all three of us had an agenda and all very similar. 

One day when Gail was out I decided to have a snoop around here room, I don't know why I hadn't done it before. To my surprise I found some very sexy underwear, considering she was only 18, she had excellent taste and it was hard at first to imagine that under her trendy street clothes she wore sexy demure underwear. At the side of her bed was a book which looked like any other romantic novel but was entitled "The Forbidden Fruit". It intrigued me as the blurred image on the front was of two naked women. I flicked through the pages and read parts of what turned out to be a hot story about two women from different cultures, two women who found a fondness for each other that turned to friendship then desire and passion. 

Well this was great, it cemented the suspicion that Gail might reciprocate mum should she make any advances towards her and also explained why she was more grown up and feminine than her elder sisters. It also explained too the noticeable lack of male pictures in her room. 

The next thing I did was a bold step for me; one night when the house was quiet I entered Gail's room knowing that she was reading alone on her bed. I was dressed only in T-shirt and jockey shorts and asked if she would rub my shoulders for me as they ached real bad. She too was very casually dressed and had bare legs and light blue panties under her T-shirt. I managed to catch a glimpse, as she sat up, of what appeared to be her dark haired pussy, tightly covered by the thin blue material of her panties, this obviously caused my dick to stir. Gently she applied some oil and massaged my shoulders and back with such a calming and soothing effect it felt almost sexual, we talked about this and that until I mentioned her book 

"What you reading?" 

"Oh it's just a romance type thing, nothing too special" she replied 

Not wanting to miss the opportunity I continued probing, "It looks rather raunchy to me, mind if I take a look?" Without giving her the chance to stop me I collected it from the floor and opened it, Gail made vain protests but I read out a few lines. It was describing the feeling from one of the characters to another in a strong sexual manner. 

"This is great" I said "That's my type of story, two girls getting it on is wonderful!" 

Gail returned to my shoulders and said in a casual tone, "me too" 

My dick sprang to attention like a soldier on parade, I guessed that Gail couldn't see my condition from where she was but it would have been obvious should somebody walk in. I sat there half naked with a raging hard on as my sister, who was also half naked, rubbed oil on to my back. She seemed to enjoy taking care of me but didn't seem to show signs of wanting to take it any further. I needed to get mum in the conversation and racked my brains for something to say, it was a little loose but I thought what the hell. 

"You know Gail, if mum walked in now she'd think something funny was going on" 

"Oh I don't know," she said calmly, "I think mum quite likes the idea of us being more open with each other." 

"Open, in what way?" 

"Well, we're all grown up and I guess there's no need to behave like teenagers now." She spoke with a sense of nervousness but continued, "None of us are shy and it's so noticeable how you walk around half naked pointing that thing at us." 

As she spoke she prodded me in the back and pushed a little harder against my shoulders, "Did you think we hadn't noticed it?" 

There was only one thing to say. "Notice what?" sounding surprised. 

"Stuart, you've been getting mum all hot and bothered now for 6 months and it's a good job the others haven't noticed, but I have." 

I was flabbergasted "So what has mum said to make you think that?" 

"Nothing, but it's obvious dummy, you can tell by the way she's acting, she's like a woman possessed around you. It's obvious to me how she flaunts herself and gets your attention, she even asked me things about you last week." 

"Asked you, asked you what?" 

"She asked if I had noticed how grown up you were now, and how you seem more confident with yourself, she jokingly mentioned she'd seen your dick and how big it looks." 

Just then, and out of the blue, Gail stopped massaging me and slapped my back, "Stuart, it's me you're talking to, you can stop this bullshitting and stand up." 

She pushed me away off the bed so I had to stand. 

"Turn around." By the tone of her voice it was an order not a request and one I complied with. 

My dick was firm and bulging my pants, like the proverbial tent pole. "See what I mean, you walk around with that thing on show and expect us not to notice." 

Without any warning she hooked the finger of one hand into my waistband and pulled, exposing my hard-on. She wrapped her other, oil coated, hand around my shaft. The feeling was surreal, my own sister, only 18 months younger than I was, was about to wank me off and mum was still downstairs in the lounge. 

I wanted to touch Gail but she stopped me, I wanted her T-shirt off and desperately wanted to see her sweet young pussy, but saying that, what I was more desperate for was to shoot my load. Gail's strokes were slow and firm, she held me at the base and pulled on my foreskin, she made no attempted to get closer or kiss but just gently stroked my old man as she looked into my eyes, I was at her mercy and she knew it. 

I made another attempt to touch her but again access was refused. "No, not now," she whispered and gave me the sort of smile that meant 'No, not now, but maybe some other time.' She knew I was getting close to the inevitable and began to pump me harder and faster, her attention was solely in making me come. Her free hand gently squeezed my balls as I rocked my hips in time to her strokes, she knew exactly what was coming her way. 

"Oh God Gail, I'm gonna cum." She didn't look up or even acknowledge my statement but continued to watch her own hand pumping away at my old man. Her eyes were fixed and her smile was knowingly rude, I bucked a couple of times and as my pending orgasm approached it became obvious that she was intent on making me cum quickly. I couldn't hold on any longer and with a deep throaty grunt I let loose a full heavy load of spunk. It left my dick like a bullet from a gun, hitting Gail on her chest and covering the back of her hand, I just couldn't believe it! My sister had just pulled my dick from my pants and wanked me off good and proper!! 

Well you can imagine how that left me feeling, standing half naked in my sisters room and looking at the dirty grin on her face and my jiss all over her T-shirt and hand! Gail told me to go clean up and if I was lucky she'd suck it next time, but only if I agreed to do something for her. 

"So what is it you want?" I asked 

"I want to watch you seduce mum!" The look on her face was so devilish I knew she meant it, "I know she'd let you, trust me." 

"So let me get this right, you're telling me if I get it on with mum you'll suck me off?" 

"Right!" 

I was dumbfounded, Gail wants to watch as I satisfy my greatest sexual fantasy, this was a bargain from my point of view. As I said before this was surreal, I'd previously not given my sister a second thought as I was so obsessed with mum, but now, she was the catalyst and incentive for me to finally nail mum. 

The atmosphere the following night was so sexually charged I had a raging hard on all evening. Gail was again dressed in just T-shirt and panties and was doing her best to keep me desires at fever pitch. She knowingly flashed her open thighs to me on more than one occasion and made the most of showing me how hard her nipples were by pulling her T-shirt tight against her chest. I guess mum was aware that something was happening because her state of arousal was clearly obvious the minute she removed the jacket of her business suit. Her blouse was thin and her bra failed to hide her erect nipples and I think she knew it. She must have known because I caught her looking down at them on a couple of occasions and she did nothing what so ever to disguise them. 

It was quite late before the others went out leaving the three of us home alone, I sat opposite Gail who was on one of the sofa's, mum was in the kitchen fetching us all a glass of wine and Gail reminded me of her promise. 

"Tonight's the night big boy," she smiled, "Mum is hotter than I've ever seen her before, and don't forget, if I can watch you can have me too!" 

Well that was a "no brainer!" How I was going to achieve it I didn't know but Gail was right, tonight was by far the most aroused I'd seen mum (and Gail for that matter) and if it didn't happen tonight it never would. Gail told me she would go out for the evening, but I was to leave the patio door curtains slightly open which would allow her to see everything should I manage to get mum into the other sitting room. Before mum could return with the wine Gail leant over, squeezed my dick and licked my face, "remember, do mum and you can do me!" 

Mum appeared from the kitchen still dressed in her work clothes, black skirt, stockings, heels and cream blouse which did little to hide her bra and the shape of her breasts. Her nipples were still clearly visible (and erect) and again she appeared to be unconcerned about it showing. We all sat down and looked at one another, for a brief second there seemed an uncomfortable silence but Gail soon changed that, "Cheers all, here's to us and our future happiness." 

"Cheers", we touched glasses and each took a drink, before I could put my glass down Gail's mobile went off and she read the text message she had received, apparently her friend wanted her to go round for a couple of hours and it was imperative she went now! 

Within minutes Gail had left mum and I alone in the house for the first time in years. Fear and panic came over me as I wasn't sure what to say or how to say it, but the more I drank the more relaxed I became. Mum was asking me about this and that and the conversation was going nowhere, I had to do something and do it now. 

"It's too bright in here, I'm going into the other lounge," I said as I picked up my glass and the wine bottle, "are you going to join me?" 

"That would be nice," mum replied, "it's much more relaxing in there and we don't often get to sit together do we?" 

"Not really mum, in fact I don't think we've ever had any time to ourselves, have we?" 

I wandered through to the other lounge and checked the curtains, they were slightly parted though I couldn't see a thing through the gap. I dropped to the soft comfy sofa and waited for mum to enter. A minute or so later mum appeared in the doorway and created another of those images that stay with me to this day. The darkened lounge and the brightness from behind her showed off her figure perfectly. In fact her skirt was a little thin and the outline of her legs was there for my eyes to enjoy. Mum was in no hurry to move from her pose, she seemed to sense my approval and stood with her legs slightly parted, as she slowly sipped her wine. I knew that something special was going to happen and that the games were over. 

"Stuart, you have a very cheeky look on your face, tell me, what are you thinking." 

"To tell you the truth mum, I'm wondering how to tell you that you look very sexy standing there with the light behind you." 

"Sexy ey" she said seductively, "are you supposed to be thinking sexy thoughts about your own mother?" 

"I can't help it, and forgive me for mentioning it but you don't seem to be discouraging it either." 

Still standing there in the door, looking hotter than ever with her wine glass poised to sip she continued her inquisition. 

"So big boy, how long have you been having these sexy thoughts?" 

"A while," I said, "every since I watched you undress one night." 

"That's a naughty and dangerous thing to do you know, I may need to tell you off for that!" A grin appeared on her face that was so seductive it could have made a dead mans dick stand on end! 

My dick was beginning to become too difficult to hide and I decide to go for broke. 

"To tell you the truth mum, I've been thinking of nothing else recently, I know I shouldn't but I can't help thinking about you, I'm sorry." 

"Oh son, don't be sorry, I'm flattered you think I'm still attractive, it does a women good to know that she can still attract a man's attention, whoever they are." Mum remained in her pose and seemed to be enjoying the slow pace of our game. 

I sat back in my seat and moved my hand from my lap, my hard-on was clearly noticeable and mums glance down lasted a little longer that just a quick look. 

"You seem to be having a little difficulty down there, maybe its something I can help you with?" she said. 

"Well," I replied "It's your fault I'm in this condition." 

"My fault!" She laughed, "well if I'm going to be blamed for creating it then I must help you to deal with it!" Mum looked back down and smiled at my condition. 

My dick was now rock hard, there was no hiding the fact that I was in possession of one very hard and erect dick! 

When our eyes made contact again mum asked, "So what is it you like Stuart, are you a tits or ass man?" 

My dick twitched as I digested her question, "Well, as you ask, I guess I'm a tit lover. Saying that though, I do love good underwear and I know you have some very sexy stuff." 

"Oh, so it was you who's been in my underwear drawer is it, I thought it was Gail trying my gear on." As she spoke she moved into the room and stood much closer, I was sat looking up at her from only about 5 feet away wondering if life got any more erotic than this. 

I suddenly remembered Gail, if she was where I thought she was she would have a side on view of mum standing in front of me. She must be loving the tension and excitement as much as mum and I. I gave myself a little smile remembering her promise and made a conscious effort to give her a good show. 

Mum was a picture of pure sex, good shapely legs in heels and business skirt, see-through blouse with a quarter cup bra and nipples so erect you could hang your coat from them. She also had her hair up, which always turns me on, but it was her face which did it for me. Her cheeks were red and her eyes sparkled, her mouth was slightly open with wet red lips, she had the look of a woman possessed with sexual desires and passion. It was almost like she was in a trance and wouldn't be able to stop herself even if she wanted to, we both knew something special was about to happen and we both wanted it. 

"So you're a tit man are you, your father was a tit man too, he could never keep his hands off them." As she spoke her hand reached up and caressed her chest, she gently squeezed her tits together and momentarily went into a world of her own. Her eyes rolled and mouth dropped open as she captured that moment. 

"You know," she said, "there's nothing turns me on more that knowing that somebody is watching me, watching me dress or undress, especially if they think I'm unaware of their presence." She grinned wide as she finished that line and my real burning question had now been answered, all along mum was indeed performing for my (and her) benefit. 

Watching mum standing there with her tits in her hand was enough to make any man cum, I really wanted to pull out my dick and wank but knew I'd shoot my load too quickly. 

I was aware of putting on a show for Gail and so wanted her to watch mum undress for me. With this in mind I needed mum to stay where she was and undress, the only way was to ask her to strip for me. 

"You know mum. Nothing would please me more that to watch you undress for me. Right here, right now, knowing that it's for my pleasure is the most wonderful thing I can imagine, you can see the effect you're having on me." As I spoke I squeezed my dick through the material of my shorts, mums gaze instantly focused on my fist as it grasped my shaft and she gave a deep sigh. 

"Uuum, I think I can manage that, and in return you can do something for me." 

"OK, what would you like?" 

"I want to watch you wank!" 

It not a request you often hear from your own mother but I wasn't complaining one bit, in fact I didn't give myself chance to change my mind. Lifting my hips and tugging my shorts down and onto the floor. There I sat with my raging hard-on pointing to the sky for my mother and sister to enjoy... surreal! 

"Very Nice," mum said "You did better than you father when they were handing out dicks!" 

I wrapped my hand around my hard shaft and looked up to mum, who was now standing right over me. I'd never felt so aroused whilst masturbating and the best thing was that this was not porn video or mag, this was my vision of perfect womanhood standing over me about to undress and hopefully be responsible for my impending orgasm. 

Mum wasted no time and quickly unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her bra and as expected her nipples were clearly visible and standing to attention. To my surprise she also reached behind and quickly disposed of her skirt too. So there she was, stockings, heels, bra and panties, a picture of pure sexual womanhood. My pleasure was only heightened by the sight of a sheer see-thorough panel in the front of her panties and her dark public hair clearly visible against her pale skin. I again looked up but this time our eyes didn't meet, mum was focused on my hand around my dick and looked like a woman sexually possessed! 

In no time at all mum dropped to her knees between my thighs and took my stiff prick in both hands, she never took her eyes from it and with a smile to die for she looked up at me, grinned and took me in her mouth. Pushing my own hand away she clamped her soft little hands around the base of my dick, pulled on my foreskin and groaned a deep satisfying groan as she swallowed my dick. The feeling was so fantastic I almost filled her mouth there and then, fortunately I managed to hold on and readjust myself enough to be able to reach out and touch her breast. 

Still encased by her bra, they looked even better as the squashed against my inner thighs and the feeling that gave me was wonderful. I knew I couldn't reach to undo her bra strap and so ordered mum to release her tits for me, which she duly did without even removing my dick from her mouth. She continued to suck me off as I struggled to reach her nipples and in realising my situation she knelt up, moved closer and allowed her soft breast to fall around my dick. 

At first I pushed her breasts around my dick and pinched on her nipples, she loved my touch and allowed her free hand to move down to her panties and play with her pussy, it was pure ecstasy, my horny mum giving me a tit wank and sucking my dick. 

Again it dawned on me that Gail was still watching, and probably wanking herself silly at the show. The thought made my dick twitch, as mum licked me like a lollipop, taking great care to slide her tongue up from the base all the way to my hard knob. I knew my orgasm wouldn't be too long in its arrival and so needed to slow the proceedings down a little. 

"I want to fuck you mum, I so much want to fuck you." 

Looking up and grinning she replied "You naughty boy, you shouldn't be saying those sort of things to you own mother." She then proceeded to stand up right between my open thighs, I could clearly see her damp dark pubic hair and could smell that distinctive aroma of passionate pussy! 




Watching Mum Ch. 04



I sat forward and placed my hands around her waist pulling her closer to me, for the first time in my life I kissed my mum with passion and sexual desire and the feeling was such a high it overwhelmed me. I needed to fuck her and wanted her now, something inside me made me take the lead and I turned mum around and sat her down, bum on the edge of the seat and slouched back in the sofa. 

Taking hold of her panties I tugged gently to remove them as mum assisted by lifting her hips. I disposed of them and placed a hand on each of her knees. Her legs were closed as I followed her lines up to her thighs, and then her pussy, its dark hair hiding the secrets of her own desires and the place I wanted to be most. Gently and without resistance I parted mums knees and slowly she revealed her soft inner thighs and then without hesitation she revealed herself to me! 

"Oh my god," mums pussy was perfect, thick dark hair neatly trimmed and proud pink pussy lips, swollen and wet. As she lay there looking down her body at me she smiled. 

"Take me son, take me, I've wanted you to have me for so long I can't tell you how much I need you now!" 

Mum was mine now, she looked so dirty laying there, nipples proud and her entire crotch open for me to explore. I paused and captured that moment for my memory, a vision of wanton sexual desire, stronger than any ethical or moral understanding could resist. I had my chance so I took it. 

I moved in and again kissed mums stomach, only this time I was free to lick her pussy, and that's just what I had intended to do. Feeling the soft flesh of her thighs I held her legs wide apart and flicked out my tongue, mum shuddered as it made its first contact. A moan followed and her breathing instantly became heavier. Again I probed with my tongue and this time it followed the line of her lips, she tasted wonderful and again my touch was reciprocated with a shudder and a moan. Finally I moved my hands in and felt the wetness of her lips as I parted them to expose her fully to me. 

I had a mad desire to make her cum quickly because I knew this was becoming too much for me. I planted my tongue right on her button and she screamed, I'm telling you it was as though I'd set fire to her bush, mum was suddenly panting like a wild dog and begging me to "do it". I was so arouse my dick twitched and throbbed to a size it had never reached before. Again I licked and again mum yelled, within a few minutes mum was thrashing and wailing in response to my tongue, in those few minutes mum went from an aroused mature sexy woman to dirty fucking whore begging to be fucked. 

Well who was I to let a woman down. Gail was hopefully still outside, wanking and watching, as I was about to fuck her mother. Mum was screaming like a woman possessed and I had a dick like a flag pole ready to explode. All of those dreams, fantasies and desire were about to be fulfilled. As I nudged forward and rubbed the tip of my cock between mums lips, looking at her was no longer like looking at mum, this was a fucking hot woman with a dripping wet pussy and I was about to nail her. 

I was so close to shooting I had to play it cool, gently I massaged my dick between mums lips before slowly pushing myself inside, mum gasped as my dick stretched her muscles and again she moaned that now familiar sexy moan. 

"Yes son, fuck me, go on fuck you dirty mother, give me that sweet cock of yours." She gasped again as I pushed deeper and deeper, it was slow but finally I was buried fully in mums wet hole. 

"OH! that is so wonderful son, do it to me, come on, make me cum, fill me with spunk but just make me cum... now!" 

I rocked back and forth causing mum to moan more, I knew that I was almost home. I knew that a few more strokes would get mum to a point where, when I fucked her hard, she'd cum first, allowing me to follow and give everyone what they wanted. 

Mums moaning was getting louder and louder and her breathing turned to a heavy panting. My strokes increased and her pussy squelched tighter around my shaft, we were rhythmically reaching a climax and it was going to be a noisy one. I reach down to play with mums nipples as I fuck her and this only added to her enjoyment, they were so hard and the more I pinched the more she responded. The sight of mums tits pushed together and my cock buried deep in her pussy was too much for me and I was about to burst. I fucked her harder and faster and within a few strokes mum was clawing at the sofa and thrashing about like a woman possessed, her hips lifted from the sofa as I punished her pussy and she was about to cum. 

"Oh, Yes, yes, big boy, give it to me, make mummy cum, make me cum now!" 

I was holding on to my own orgasm with all the control I had, I could only smile to myself at the view before me, my mum was screaming with outright dirty passion, screaming for her son to fuck her hard and make her cum. 

I pulled right out and held myself just nudging against mums pussy, the pause made mum beg me and this time I rammed it home, mum yelled out loud, 

"OH MY FUCKING GOD" 

She clenched her hands into the material of the sofa as her hips and stomach began to respond to the orgasm that was overwhelming her. She groaned and moaned as she bucked violently, her head thrashing from side to side, mum was lost in her own ecstasy, her orgasm loud and violent seemed to wash over her as her pussy squeezed tight around my dick. 

Moments later I too reached my climax. 

"Oh mum, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum now!" 

"Yes baby, yes, fill me, fill mummies pussy, fill me now!" 

Well that was it! I rammed it home so deep that it made mum yell out loud, I unloaded my orgasm deep into mums pussy as it tightened its grip around my shaft. 

Well what a feeling, my dick pumped and pumped hot spunk deep into mum, she clawed at my chest as another orgasm washed over her and her panting was fast and furious. I held my position for a few moments and wondered what to do next, mum eased my feeling by pulling me down on top of her and kissing me passionately. 

"Wow son, that was the best fuck ever," she looked like she meant it too. "Now go upstairs, shower and come to my room in 10 minutes, I have something special for you." 

She seemed very precise in her instruction and as I always say, "Who am I to upset a lady?" 

*

Part Five: You'd never believe my surprise! 



Watching Mum Ch. 05



Chapter 5a. 

Having just fucked my own mother with my sister watching from outside I followed my instructions to shower and be in mum's room in 10 minutes, she was very precise in that I was not to leave my room for 10 whole minutes and then come straight to her bedroom.

Well my dick was soon hard again thinking about what just happened and that it will also lead me to fucking my own sweet sister Gail, I stroked my dick during the shower and wondered just what mum wanted to share with me in her room.

Well nine minutes had passed and I was dry and in my jockey shorts, the anticipation was killing me, I watched the second hand go by on my clock and finally it was time!

Mums room was down the hall and at the end, I had to pass my sisters rooms on the way and was sure nobody was home, as I reached mums door I knocked, it seemed like an age before mum opened the door but slowly it opened and revealed mum in a very sexy business suit and high heeled shoes, her hair was up and she looked very businesslike, she even wore a pair of glasses to add to her costume.

Obviously I was expecting her to be in some state of undress but no, she took me by the hand and closed the door behind me, she turned and kissed my mouth soft and sensually, her lips barely touching mine

"Son, I want to do something special for you, I want to give you what I think you've always wanted from mummy. I want to perform for you, I want to do it the way you used to enjoy when you were young, only now you won't be spying on me"

Mum ran her hand down my torso and let it rest on my bulging pants, "You just sit and let mummy entertain you, and don't forget, I have a surprise"

Mum flicked her finger out to point to the whicker chair she had at one end of her room, I took my seat and waited with bated breath, my dick was aching to be stroked but I didn't want to be too hasty, and I wanted to make this last forever.

Mums room had a mirrored wardrobe on one side and softly lit lights on either side of her bed, she walked away from me and stood facing herself in the reflective doors, my view was side on and her profile looked wonderful. The high heals changed her posture to one of dominance and authority and her demeanor was that of a strong confident woman.

It was now clear as to what mum had in mind, she was going to undress and entertain herself as if I were not there, just like the very first time I spied on her through the door. Still facing herself in the mirror she took a hair brush and held it suggestively in her mouth as she reached up to release her hair, shaking her head as it fell she picked up the brush and began to groom herself. Still fully dressed she looked magnificent, sheer stockings, high heals, business suit and a white sheer blouse, the whole picture was already giving me a massive boner let alone what was about to follow.

After only a few minutes she reached for the buttons of her jacket and admired herself as she opened it up to reveal a perfectly see-through blouse, from her position she was able to see the white lace quarter cup bra that cradled her breasts, for me it was also a good view, not only could I view her side-on but by looking into the mirror myself I got a reasonable frontal view as well. Her breasts did look mighty fine cupped in white and lifted to give maximum definition, any man (or woman for that) would not fail to admire her beautiful form.

Still without registering my presence she continued her slow seductive exposure. Knowing of the effect it would have on me and also enjoying putting on the show mum seemed so confident in her manner and also a little lost in her desires, it was becoming almost trance like as she focus on herself in the mirror.

Her face was becoming flush and I could sense her aroused state already so it was no surprise to see mum reach up to caress herself, she ran her hands down from her neck and firmly over her breast, either hand pushing down against the thin material of her blouse causing the material to be taut and accentuating the firmness within her bra. I could now clearly make out the presence of each erect nipple as the bra only just covered them, in fact mums touch did more than just show herself of, it flicked her switch too.

Giving an audible gasp, she again squeezed both breasts only this time she was a little firmer and rougher, she was not so much as caressing but grabbing a handful of breast and flattening it with her palm. Moments later she was undoing the buttons and opening herself up, not only for my pleasure but also for hers.

I think mum was as much into exhibitionism as I was voyeurism, she was most definitely getting as much from this as I was. I was by now stroking my hard cock with nice slow long strokes, my eyes never leaving my mother and her eyes never straying from the mirror. 

As she finished with her buttons mum opened up her blouse and returned both hands to her breasts, fingers found flesh for the first time and this pleased mum, her eyes transfix of her own passionate assault, her breathing visibly deepening as she reveled in her own touch, and all this for my pleasure.

Suddenly and strangely my attention was broken. Firstly I noticed the cordless phone on mum's bedside, I don't know why this got my attention but it did, usually it was always in its base in the kitchen. Secondly I was wondering just how much time we had?


Needless to say that my attention deficit was short and play soon continued, watching this sexy mature woman act out her own pleasures for me is probable the height of my own sexual fantasies, and it was only going to get better. To this day on, I don't think a sexier sight can be found than a highly aroused woman undressing to masturbate and reaching her desired climax. What happened next moved things on quite quickly, mums head rocked back as she slid her hands down over her hips and onto her pubic bone, her blouse still open and her forearms causing her breast to form a perfect cleavage, again she gasped as she pressed in against the front of her skirt and still she didn't offer me so much as a glance. Slowly reaching down she pulled the hem of her skirt up to expose her beautiful toned thighs cover in the sheerest of stocking, then lifting further she revealed to me the sexiest pair of white panties I'd ever seen!

Her stocking thighs looked wonderful but mum was wearing little white panties with the thinnest of materials covering her pubic hair, there were little flowers on the waist band and unlike most panties no panel in the gusset, her entire pussy hair was clear to see. Mum knew this would have maximum effect on me and stood silently for what seemed like an age, both sets of our eyes fixed upon the bulge of her hairy womanhood, the thin material only serving to act as a frame to such a wonderful picture.

Mum went straight to the point of maximum pleasure as she ran both hands over her mound and pressed in against her pussy lips, her arms still closed in on her chest to produce that wonderful cleavage, again she gasped with excitement as a shiver went through her, quickly mum stepped out of her skirt and for the first time turned away from the mirror and turned to face me.

Well, wow what a sight, my own sexy mother was now standing about 10 feet away from me hot and bothered, her cheeks red and her mouth open. The picture is still too good to find word for, suffice to say she was standing there with her legs very slightly parted, patent high heel shoes, the finest hold up stocking, a pair of the sexiest little white panties anyone could wish to cover a dark haired pussy, and a soft thin quarter cup bra holding her beautiful breast in.

As you can imagine I was like a lighthouse, and ready to indulge myself, I motioned to stand but mum put her hand on my shoulder and told me to sit back down, in doing so she took a long good look at my condition, 

"I'm right in thinking mummy's little boy is enjoying the show" she smiled with a dirty smile and moved to within a few feet of my position. Looking up at her sexy body made me want to reach out but again she stopped me.

"Not yet, you've not had your surprise, any anyway mummy hasn't finished her show" mum then took a small step closer so her hips were at my eye level and I took the closest look yet at my perfect panties. I could now distinguish individual hairs sneaking out from the small thin front panel; I could also begin to smell that wonderful scent of a wet aroused pussy, and as mums hands ran over her hips she pulled on the waistband and squashed the material against her wet mound.

The effect of this was dramatic, my cock nearly burst with excitement as it not only did it form a wonderful erotic sight but the material found its way between mums swollen pussy lips and exposed her folds to me. As I mentioned before, mums pussy lips are extremely proud and now the thin material was pushing them apart to expose them in their full glory. 

"Do you like it when I undress for you?" one question followed another

"Do you like mummy's pussy Stuart?" she didn't wait for an answer

"Does my dirty little boy want to suck his mummy's cunt?" mum was getting very aroused by now, pulling harder on the panties and breathing much heavier than before.

"Is this like you remember it all those years ago, watching you mummy undress through the crack in the door"

Before I could reply mum slid a hand down the front of her pants and spread her lips wide, her pink wetness was impossible to hide and the effect of her touch was instant, mum was now driven with desire and pulled the crotch to one side, two fingers parted her long lips and exposed her bare flesh to me for the second time that evening.

I was wanking furiously as mum began to slip a finger over her clit, it was then only a matter of moments before she was thrusting her hips into her hand and driving two fingers deep into her hot snatch, Mum came hard and loud as she squealed with emotion to a thunderous orgasm.

Wow, what a sight, mum was standing in reaching distance of me and just brought herself off, her long pink pussy lips spread wide and soaking wet and her fingers dripping with her juices, I too was ready to cum and mum knew it, without a word she stepped forward climbed on my lap and guided my hard shaft to her pussy. Still wearing her heels, stockings, panties and bra mum impaled herself on my dick and drew a deep breath as she took my whole length.

Reaching round I unhooked the bra and allowed it to fall to the floor, instantly I flick out my tongue to add to mums pleasure as I licked and sucked on her nipples, her tits are amazing and so responsive and every time I sucked one in she ground her pussy harder against my hips.

Another thing that amazed me was just how wet mums pussy was, after only a few strokes my whole lap and thighs were covered in her juices and the more she fuck me the more of the stuff pumped out, to add to that mums pussy hair was thick and matted with love juice and the panties were also soaking wet and full transparent now, it was truly amazing. 

I was by now lost in my fantasy land and this was just so wonderful it couldn't last for too long before I exploded, I make this clear to mum and she stopped momentarily, "don't worry son, you'll get to do it again and again, that for certain" and with that she pulled me into her chest and ground her pussy into my hips. Holding me so very tight she began to moan and whimper in such a way it was almost a cry, no longer sliding up and down but grinding away with me buried to the hilt. 

Again she cried only this time much louder than before, "Oh my god Stuart, oh yes I'm cumming, I'm cumming so so hard, oh my fucking GOD!" with that she clung onto me as though her life depended on it, her body shook itself to a shattering climax as her muscles spasmed tightly around my shaft, it was all too much for me and I had to unload, the timing was perfect and as soon as she knew of my pending explosion she released her hold and allowed me to fall back, still deep in her pulsing pussy my dick released a huge amount of spunk as I again captured a wonderful Image of the most sexy woman in my world.

Mum did look fucking gorgeous in her stocking heels and panties, sweaty and hot, her hair had fallen and her chest breathing deeply, at that moment I realized I had achieved the ultimate thrill, not only had I fucked my sexy mum but also satisfied her with a screaming orgasm.

We sat momentarily just looking at one another, my eyes deep in mums, her hands on my chest as she remain seated on my dick, "Darling" she said "That was so wonderful, I've not cum like that for years, you will be a great lover"

"Thanks mum" was all I could think of to say, "you are so sexy, you don't know how much I've fantasized about this, and now I can't believe it's happened"

I scanned her body and took a mental picture which I can still recall today, my wet crotch fused into one with mums, her long pink lips dripping wet with all the excitement and activity. Her little panties pulled to one side and soaking wet and then her beautiful round breasts, full and firm, topped with dark hard nipples, finally her face, flush and smiling, boy was I heaven

Chapter 5b

Mum gently released me from her dripping pussy and stood over me like a demanding mother telling off a naughty little boy, my dick was becoming a little softer but I knew it wouldn't be for long. Not knowing how much time we had I wondered if I should make an exit in case Gail returned and caught us.

"Come," mum called me over to her bed "come and sit down with mummy."

"Mum" I asked "What about the others, when will they be home?"

"Don't worry" she said as she kissed me, "they'll be out until late, and anyway you haven't had your surprise yet, have you"

"Well whatever it is it can't get any better than that" I was sure that my world was complete and anything mum did from now could not top what I'd just experienced, and how wrong I was!!

"OK" she said moving away from the bed towards her wardrobe "Do you think you're ready for it?"

"I think so" I replied confidently as me dick began to swell again.

"Right then, what I want you to do is stand over here and put this on" she handed me a silk scarf, "It's for a blindfold, I want you to tie it tight and when you're ready we will begin"

Following my instructions I did as instructed and stood in the center of mum's room stark bullock naked except for a blindfold, my dick was almost fully erect again and mum checked that all was correct. I could sense her moving around me and every few seconds she would touch me or place a gentle kiss upon my torso. She stood behind me and pressed her breasts into my back, whilst simultaneously running her hand down to my dick to feel its hard throbbing girth.

Whispering in my ear she said "You have such a wonderful dick son, do you want mummy to suck it?"

Again she questioned me with waiting for an answer, "Do you want me on my knees like a dirty fucking slut, sucking your fat cock?"

"Tell me, tell mummy you want me to be your dirty little slut; I won't do it unless you tell me Stuart"

"Mother" I said firmly "Get down on your knees and suck my dick, go on, you cock sucking whore, suck my dick!"

"Oh son, you're so masterful, so strong, mummy want to do what ever pleases you"

She continued to circle me and touch me, momentarily pausing in silence, adding to the thrill of my blindness, again she stood behind me and kissed my shoulder and neck, her hands found their way to my butt and she gently massaged and parted my cheeks. I could feel her tongue between my shoulder blades on its journey down my back, soon a new feeling was being experienced, mum had slide her tongue between my butt cheeks and as exploring areas I though only the dirtiest of sluts explore.

The situation I found myself in was wonderful, the sexy mature woman who just happens to be my mum was kneeling before my licking my butt and hopefully about to taking my whole length in her mouth, not only that I had a full credit in hand for my sexy slut sister, "fucking hell does life get any better?"

Pushing my legs apart she reached through to caress my ball, rolling them in her warm palm, tossing them around as she kissed my ass and explored me like no other had done before, who would have thought that my mum would be into anal licking?, but then again, who would have thought that she was into fucking her own horny son!

"Is that good son?" she questioned

Well ask any man how good it feels to have your balls fondled whilst a hot tongue probes your ass and the answer is obvious, all I could say was "Oh mum, please don't stop, that's wonderful"

Mum stood and walked around to my front, her hands in contact with me all along, she stood so close as to allow her hard nipples to press into my chest, she took a hold of my hard shaft and pointed it towards her wet panties, slowly at first but all the time getting firmer mum rubbed her wet panties against me, breathing heavy and rhythmically grinding her pussy mound against my long fat cock. It was clear how aroused she was as I pulled her closer.

Mum stopped and told me to not touch, apparently touching wasn't allowed, she took my hand and pulled me towards the bed, turning me around she sat me on the bed and rechecked my blindfold, it had worked a little loose but mum made sure it was retightened.

"Ok Stuart, Mummy wants you to lie down, there's something I need to do for you, trust me you will enjoy yourself" as she finished she pushed me back until I lay flat on her bed. I could hear mum walking around me as I waited for my pleasure, it was obvious she had joined me on the bed but no contact was made.

"Stuart, I'm going to sit on your face, I want you to make mummy come with your tongue, I want to you lick me, lick me like I like it"

I sensed her movement but instead of just sitting on me she appeared to be squatting over my face, I felt her feet on either side of my head and took a hold of her ankles, slowly she lowered her pussy to my face and soon that horny aroma filled my nostrils. I wanted to pull her down and lick firmly but she wouldn't allow, oh well I'll just have to settle for licking my mums cunt as she likes it.

My dick was crying out to stroked but was allowed to just stand tell whilst mum offer herself to me, her fingers parted her pussy lips to expose her hard throbbing clitoris, her wetness becoming more and more obvious the more I probed. Suddenly she lowered herself and firmly planted her dripping pussy on my face, it was even wetter than my last experience there as her juices just seemed to flow and flow, the more she ground the more my face became covered, I don't know what it was but something made this even more erotic, more sensual and most definitely more likely to make me shoot my load

Suddenly her hands found my shaft and she slowly pulled on my foreskin, her body moved as she lowered her mouth to my waiting dick, I could feel her hot stomach and tits burning against my body as she began to devour my dick. This time it was different, a more aggressive blow job, not soft and sensual like before but more like that of a hungry whole, desperate to feel her mouth full of spunk.

I tried again to take a hold of mum and again my hand were pushed away, mums persona had changed and she was certainly in control of me this time, her pussy was grinding hard against my mouth as she slurped my dick deep into her mouth, my hips began to hump in time with her mouth as did her hips, my face was covered in pussy juice as she began to moan, and boy did she begin to moan, deeper than before, louder that before, every grind of her hips against my mouth took it an octave higher.

Faster and faster her breathing became and the more feverishly she sucked on my dick, mum was behaving like a desperate woman, it was like she was letting go of her emotions and just going fucking wild. 




Watching Mum Ch. 05



Well as you can imagine I could take this amount of excitement for too long and knew that my climax was close, I pushed my hips high and groaned

"Oh mum I'm gonna cum"

She didn't reply

"Yes mum, Yes"

She continued to grind and suck me wildly, my face absolutely drenched in pussy juice until finally I pushed hard and high and let go of my load

"Oh God yes, Oh Jesus I'm coming" mums mouth clamped down as far as it could to welcome my load and sucked it all in with a deep sensual moan. Simultaneously she cried a cry of such satisfaction that accompanied her own explosive orgasm, as she shuddered to its peak she suddenly erupted in juices and came all over my face. It was the first time I'd ever experience an orgasm from a woman who could do that

I lay back down still wearing my blindflold, mum climbed off and spoke softly

"Was that good son?"

"Oh god mum, that was just fantastic!" I was spend and in heaven

"Was that the best yet?"

Like before she didn't wait for an answer

"Did it feel different?"

"Did it feel more passionate?" she continued to quiz

"Mum that was so fucking horny, I didn't know a woman could really cum like that"

She sat besides my head and began to stroke my hair, "Now remember I said about your surprise"

"Yes" I replied

Mum began to feel for the tie of the blindfold "Well, you know you said it was the best yet"

"Yes" I replied again

"Well, for that you must thank your sister!"

As she pulled the blindfold away Gail was staining next to mum, stake naked and looking like she just been fucked, her pert tits firm and erect, her soft pubic hair wet and matted and a smile on her face to make any post orgasm dick stand back up for duty.

I must have looked so shocked as I turned and sat up

"You did say it felt different, didn't you?" Gail chuckled, "well you've just had the blow job I promised you!"

She turned and embraced mum and kissed her full on the lips, mum responded and let her hand fall to Gail's pussy, probing I watched as mum discovered for herself the extent of Gail's pleasure.

"You better come to bed son, mummy wants both of you" 



Watching Mum Ch. 1



I had some leave to take so on the spur of the moment I left RAF Lucas and caught the train to Bedford, I decided I'd spring a surprise visit on my parents.

I thumbed a lift from the station to the small village where they lived and walked the last mile or so to the bungalow. It was about 10:30pm when I arrived and I was surprised to find all the lights out. Either they were away for the weekend or had opted for an early night. I'd been travelling all day and felt pretty knackered myself, so letting myself in I headed for my room and quietly went to bed.

It must have been about an hour later when the sound of several car doors being slammed woke me from my slumber. A light went on in the hall spilling under the door. I pulled my robe on and had opened the door about an inch when I heard a mans voice say, "go put something sexy on and meet us in the lounge." Through the gap in the door I could make out three men and my mother. The men went into the lounge and Mum made her way to the bedroom, directly opposite mine. She threw open the bedroom door, switched on the light and stumbled inside, she was obviously a little tipsy. I watched as she removed her evening gown and stood there in black lace stockings and matching bra and panties admiring herself in front of a full length mirror. "Sexy huh, I'll shlow them sexy," she slurred. She went into the on-suite bathroom and re-appeared about ten minutes later minus the knickers and bra. As she turned towards me I noticed her cunt was completely smooth, not a hair in sight.

I'd never really thought sexy things about my own Mother before but I had to admit, she had a great body. Leaving the stocking and suspenders in place, she went to a drawer and pulled out a pair of lace crutchless knickers. They showed of her bare pussy to perfection. Next an under the nipple bra that pushed her 36" tits up and out while leaving the nipples completely exposed. Finally, a pair of patient leather high heels with 6" spikes. Boy, she looked a million dollars. She sat at the dressing table putting on bright red lipstick and black mascara, a final look in the mirror and she seemed satisfied. She left the bedroom, turning the light of and headed along the corridor to the lounge.

I was horrified, surely she wasn't going to go in there dressed like that, in front of three men, where was Dad for Christ sake.

Sure enough, she threw open the lounge door and walked straight in. "Well, about fucking time, Mr Nolan's a busy man." "David, you must learn to appreciate that all good things are worth waiting for." Said Nolan, a short fat man, about 5'2", somewhere between 50 and 60 and from his accent, obviously American. He was dressed in an expensive looking suit and camel hair overcoat. Next to him was a giant of a man, Latin American in appearance, built like a brick shithouse and looking like he'd swallowed a wasp. David, the guy that addressed Mum, was a typical British business executive, dark suit, white shirt and shinny shoes.

"Grant, bring the lady closer please." The big fella led Mum into the room and positioned her directly in front of the seated Mr Nolan. Nolan ran his hands up her legs making her spread them wider. "Now my dear, you know the deal yes?" Mum nodded her head, "good, in a few hours time, your husband and my legal people will be discussing the details over breakfast in New York. They are waiting for my telephone call before signing on the bottom line. Now, you do know how much this deal is worth don't you? And of course what it's worth to you and your husband in commission. So, you indulge my little fantasy and I'll help to make you and your husband very rich."

As he was talking he gently caressed Mum's bare cunt, running his fingers over her lips and up and down her slit. "You see my dear, since my unfortunate accident I have a little trouble controlling my weight," he laughed, patting his stomach as both he and Mum looked down. "Oh, I can still make love and get a hard on but these day's I prefer to watch, well, most of the time." He continued to finger her clit until without warning Mum had her first orgasm of the night. If it wasn't for Grant catching her under the arms she would have ended up on Mr Nolan's lap.

"Well held Grant, looks like she's ready to start." Grant lowered mum onto the sofa and spread her legs wide. From my position in the half opened bedroom doorway I had a clear if not long view straight down the corridor, into the lounge and straight up her cunt. I couldn't risk getting any closer without being caught but I did have the next best thing, a new digital video camera with a powerful zoom lens and built in zoom mike. Within minutes I was staring at a close up of my Mum's glistening cunt on the colour viewfinder. "Play with it some," said Grant. Mum immediately placed her hand over her pussy and gently twirled her finger over her erect clit. "Put your fingers in your cunt, I like that," said Grant standing next to her removing his clothes.

Mum was laid back on the sofa, eyes closed gently fingering her wet hole and hot little bud, when Grant spoke again she opened her eyes, "Oh my God, its enormous." Nolan chuckled as both Mum and David stared at Grant's crutch. Unfortunately he had his back to me so I couldn't make out what they were going on about. "Don't you worry sweety, Grant here has stretched more cunts than I can remember and they always come back for more," Nolan said seeing the look of apprehension on Mum's face. "David, shouldn't you be helping?"

David snapped out of his trance and started to undress, meanwhile, Grant now stood directly in front of Mum pulling her head forward towards his cock. All I could see was this giant's arse and Mums legs either side of him. "Arghhh, uh, ug," it was Mum making funny gurgling noises as she tried to take his cock into her mouth. Several times he pulled right back only to shuffle forward again, bringing even more noises from Mum. "Put her on the floor and swap with David, I want to see some real action." Grant did as Nolan instructed and as he stepped aside I saw for the first time what Mum and David had been staring at. It was fucking huge. 

Even half limp it hung to his knees and was easily as think as my wrist, no wonder she was struggling to get it in her mouth. Now on all fours, David fed his normal size cock into her mouth and told her to blow him. Grant knelt behind and gently rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet slit. When he was happy that it was lubricated enough he slowly started to push forward. "Oh God, no, please Mr Nolan, he's much too big, I'll never take all that up me." "Don't worry Hon, Grant knows what he's doing, in a few more minutes your be begging him not to stop." He nodded to Grant to continue.

I thought of racing to her rescue but there was no way I could take on three guys, especially Grant, besides, she seemed to know them and had entered the lounge voluntary. I decided to stay put but if they hurt her I would intervene. My conscience clear, I continued to watch. Grant was taking it very easy and was obviously not out to hurt her. As every inch went in he would wait, giving her time to get used to the massive width before pulling out and pushing in a little further with each trust. Eventually, after several rest periods he was fully home. "My God," said David, "she's actually done it, she taking his whole prick up her." "Nah, piece of cake," Nolan replied, "they can all take it, just needs a little practice that's all." Grant was now slowly screwing my Mother, withdrawing his massive cock until it was almost all the way out and then gently but firmly pushing forward until his large balls slapped against her arse. Mum was moaning as she sucked on David's cock. "Remember, nobody cum's till I say so," said Nolan, now sitting on the edge of his chair watching the action. David was obviously close to coming so he pulled out leaving Grant to up the pace a little. Mum was now moaning louder than ever and with her mouth free of cock started to shout encouragement. "Oh yesssssss, that's it, a bit faster, my God, it's so deep, yesssss." The zoom mike was picking up every sound including one I hadn't noticed before. It was a slurping sound and I soon realised it was coming from Mums cunt. I could actually see her juices coating Grant's cock each time he pulled out.

Grant looked towards Mr Nolan, and with a slight nod of approval he speeded up considerably bringing Mum to a very loud and verbal orgasm. "Don't stop, don't you dare stop, I'm nearly there, oh yesss, that's it, faster, oh God I'm cummingggggggggggg." We all watched as her whole body shook. She threw her head back and closed her eyes, her nipples looked like two 38's and her thighs ran with her love juice. Grant held her by the hips, his cock buried to the hilt and simply waited for her to come down again. "So Mrs King, are we to take it that you like Grant's cock?" "God yes, I fucking love it." This was the first time I had ever heard my Mother swear. "Good, then I'm sure you'd like a little more then."

Mum licked her lips and waited for Grant to start again. Instead he withdrew and lay on his back. "W-w-what are you doing?" asked Mum. Grant replied by grabbing her nipples and guiding her to a sitting position on top of him. "Now you do the work," was all he said. Mum got the message and immediately started to lower her well fucked cunt onto his giant pole. It took her several attempts before she was completely impaled on it but boy did she look happy. With Grants prick as far up her as possible, she started to slowly grind her hips back and forward. Leaning forward slightly allowed her to rub her clit against his pubic hair and in no time she was coming again. "Oh yes, God your incredible and you haven't even cum yet," she said leaning forward and covering his face with kisses.

"Don't worry Mrs King, he'll cum soon enough, now, I think your ready for the next bit, David, you know what to do." David knelt behind Mum and using her own love juice proceeded to rub it into her arse hole. "Oh no, not that, your not fucking me there!" screamed Mum struggling to get up. It was no use, Grant simply wrapped his large arms around her and pulled her forward crushing her tits into his chest. "Now now, I was rather hoping that by this stage you would trust me, tut tut Mrs King, you do want your husband to close this deal don't you?"

Mum stopped struggling, "yes, you know our financial situation," "good, then perhaps we can continue." Mum relaxed slightly as David repositioned himself behind her. After working first one then two fingers into her virgin arse he replaced them with his prick and pushing hard forced the purple head past her ring piece. Both men waited a few minutes before David thrust forward, imbedding about half of his seven inches up Mums arse. "Ohhh," was all that escaped her lips and by zooming in on her face I could see tears streaming down her cheeks. Again I thought about intervening but it had already gone too far. With a final thrust, David was all the way home. "Well done my Dear, you see, I told you you could do it, now, from here on in its all pleasure. Who knows, I might even join in myself." Grant was now moving his hips up and down, withdrawing maybe and inch or two before slamming it back. David was trying to match him. Mum was groaning. As the two men built up a rhythm Mum's groans became louder and sounded more like grunts. After tens minutes she was positively screaming at them to fuck her harder. "Yes, that's it, don't you dare stop, oh Christ David, can you feel Grant's cock up my cunt?" David grunted yes, "and what about you Grant, can you feel David's cock up my arse?" "You bet Mam." They see sawed in and out of her holes bringing her to several orgasms when suddenly Mr Nolan stood up and dropped his pants. Beneath the considerable roll of flab you could just make out his bloated cock, the big surprise was the size of his balls, they were the size of tennis balls.

Kneeling on the floor in front of Mum, he steered her head towards his cock. She almost had to headbutt the flab out of the way to get at it but eventually got the first few inches into her mouth. With his gut resting on top of her head, Nolan thrust forward, trying to cram as much cock as possible into her mouth. "Now this is what you call a good fuck," he chuckled, "OK guys, lets give this bitch what she wants." With that, both Grant and David speeded up, Grant lifting Mum of the floor with his enormous hands round her waist. As he slammed her down on his cock, David would slam into her arse. God knows what she would have been saying if Nolan's cock wasn't in her mouth but if body language was anything to go by she was in heaven.

David came first, throwing his full weight on top of her and clenching his arse cheeks as jet after jet of hot sticky spunk filled her arse. Next it was Nolan, holding her head tight he pushed forward trying to get as much cock as possible into her willing mouth and just let rip. I've never seen a man cum so much, you could actually see jet after jet pulse along his shaft making Mum gag trying to keep up. I could see her swallowing but still it gushed out until finally he pulled his cock from her mouth and fired the last two jets into her hair. I thought it was all over but of course, Grant was still to finish. "Now Mr Nolan?" he asked, "She's all yours Grant."

Grant pushed Mum away, his prick slurping from her wet hole making an obscene sound. He positioned her on her back on the sofa with her arse hanging over the edge. Kneeling between her legs he fed his monster into her now more than willing pussy and started to bang away in earnest. "Oh yes, that's it, fuck me Grant, let me feel that fucking great cock of yours stretch my cunt, c'mon baby, fuck me hard." I couldn't believe it, my own Mother using words like that. She was covered in spunk and still she wanted more. "C'mon baby. Fill my cunt, that's it, fuck me hard, oh yesssss, I'm coming." Her hips raised of the edge of the sofa as she came again. Grant was now pumping for all he was worth, hanging onto her tits and stretching the nipples. "You like this bitch?" "Yesssssss, I love it," "you want I cum in your cunt?" "Yes. Please, let me feel it," "OK bitch, you asked for it." He slammed forward completely knocking the wind out of Mum, Nolan, now fully dressed again was egging him on and David was stroking his new erection. "Yeahhhhhhh, fuck you bitch," Grant screamed as he filled my Mums cunt with spunk. It was several thrusts before he was completely spent and when he pulled out I got a great view of her opened pussy, just gushing with fresh spunk. In fact, he'd stretched her so much I was able to zoom in right up her hole, fantastic.

Shortly after, Mr Nolan thanked Mother for a pleasant evening and assured her that as agreed, the call would be made. Both he and Grant then said polite goodbyes and left. Mum was still lying back on the sofa exactly where Grant had left her. She looked radiant in her black silk stocking and high heels. Her open crutch knickers were soaked and her under the nipple bra was nowhere to be seen. David knelt between her legs and without a word shoved his cock up her and fucked her till he came.

"Well," he said, finally getting to his feet," "you proved a real find, I can see we'll have to get together every time John's away." Mum looked at him. "Don't you dare presume I would let you touch me again, I did this for the money, not for you or your perverted friends, now piss off, get out of my house." "Little fucking whore, if it wasn't for me you wouldn't be in this position now, think your old man was capable of closing that deal on his own, without my help you'd both be bankrupt." 

Mum started to back down. "Alright David, you've said you piece and you've had your fun, now if you don't mind I'd like to shower and go to bed." David, now fastening his tie, lent forward and stuck three fingers up mum's dripping cunt. "Lick them clean slut," he said holding them to her mouth. Staring him in the face she did as he commanded. "Good, now that's straight you know who's boss, don't you. Johns away again next week and I've got two Jap's coming over. Guess who's going to entertain them." With that he left.

Mum staggered from the lounge with spunk running down her thighs onto her stockings. I kept the camera running as long as possible before stepping back into the shadows. Mum went into her bedroom and this time slammed the door.

I wanked myself stupid that night watching the tape and in the morning left before Mum got up. What should I do now I wondered?

Get some new tapes and be home next week!!



Watching Mum Ch. 2



It came as a real shock watching my Mother being used by three men, not only used, but actually enjoying it. I watched the video of her, Nolan, Grant and David many times over the coming week. The result, my arm got very sore and I must have shot my load hundreds of times. 

She wasn't what you would call a loving Mother, sure she loved us, me and Dad, or at least I think so, no, she was more your social climber type, always egging Dad on to do better, holding diner parties to impress his boss or clients. In fact at times she could be so off hand that even the few friends I had refused to come to my house. In the end I joined the RAF simply to get away. But this was different. I hadn't ask to witness her performance and all I could think about was Dad.

Problem was, I was drawn to the video. The more I watched it the more I realised what a good looking sexy woman she was. It started to do my head in. "This is fucking crazy," I thought, I was starting to find my own mother attractive. But could I really see myself fucking her?

It turned out that David was Dad's boss and it was he who had used Mum's ambitions to turn her into a fuck slut. I don't know how it got started, but now, whenever customers were visiting he would make sure to send Dad away on business and then use Mum to entertain the clients. OK, so Dad got lots of sales and made lots of money, which Mum promptly spent on lots of new things for her, but the fact remained she had still become a total slut.

I couldn't get away the following weekend but I could get to the phone. I waited until just after 12:30 and called home. A man answered, "yes," I recognised David's voice, "O, hi, I'd like to talk to my Mother please." In the background I could hear the unmistakable sounds of Mum having an orgasm. "I'm sorry, you must have the wrong number." The bastard hung up. My imagination went into overdrive thinking about her dressed like a whore entertaining some Japanese businessmen. I wondered what she must look like on all fours with their little willy's filling her cunt and mouth.

After weeks of soul searching I decided to confront her, but first I wanted to watch, just one more time. It wasn't difficult to pick a date, I simply phoned Dad and asked him when his next business trip was. "David's got me visiting people in Germany next week, I leave on Thursday but should be home by Saturday though if you fancy going for a pint." Great, that left Friday night.

I got to the house early and parked up a few blocks away, sure enough, just as it got dark David pulls up and five minutes later there off. From what I could make out she had a short skirt on this time. Giving them a few minutes, I entered the house and set about hiding the mini cams. Technology is incredible these days and I'd borrowed these devices from a mate in the RAF photographic section. They're normally used for close circuit intelligence surveillance and look a bit like mini endoscopes only the picture is transmitted back to a base unit, a bit like a radio mike. You can zoom the picture and pan the camera angle. The cameras are about the size of a biro with a cigarette packet sized transmitter connected by a thin cable. They record sound and vision in full colour.

I set one in the bookcase facing across the room and the other in a display cabinet facing down the room. Back in my bedroom I set up the video monitor and mixer. This would allow me to cross fade from one camera to the next or record two pictures at the same time, sort of picture in picture. There was nothing else to do now but wait.

The sound of the front door opening snapped me from a shallow sleep and I strained to listen through the closed door. I could hear several voices and for a minute thought they were coming my way. Suddenly the screen lit up as several small tables lamps were switched on illuminating the lounge. Two elderly men entered first followed by mum and David. Mum was wearing a fairly short skirt, blouse and high heels. Again, she seemed slightly tipsy as she took up a seat between the two men on the sofa. David sat in the chair opposite.

It all looked a bit strained as they sat there making small talk, as though no one wanted to make the first move. I could see David and mum exchanging glances but the two men seemed content to simply sip their drinks and talk shop. They were both extremely well spoken, probably ex public schoolboys but seemed totally out of there depth as far as this situation was concerned. Eventually David got up and put some smoochy music on. "Rita, why don't you give John and Paul a little show." Mum got the message and standing in front of the two men went into what I can only describe as a very erotic dance routine. Through half closed eyes she pouted her ruby lips at them as she ran her hands over her ample body, paying special attention to her tits. Then, very slowly she lifted the short skirt, up one thigh at a time, giving tantalising views of her black stockings and lacy suspender belt.

The two men sat spell bound as she started to unbutton the blouse, exposing more and more deep cleavage. With the blouse completely discarded she started on the skirt. Undoing the button on the side and lowering the zipper before wiggling her hips making it slid to the floor. I wasn't sure about them I was sure as hell getting horny. I now had a full frontal unobstructed view of my mother dressed in a silky black bra that really pushed her tits up and out, tiny black panties that only just covered her shaven cunt, suspender belt, stockings and high stiletto heels. She was standing with her legs apart, arms raised, piling her long hair up and holding it above her head before letting it slowly cascade down over her neck and shoulders again. I made a mental note to produce a picture from that frame.

Switching to the other camera I could see the expression on the two guy's faces as they watched the show. Both had very prominent bulges in their trousers which they tried to straighten from time to time. David sat there with a permanent smirk on his face. I mixed in the picture from the other camera giving me the full frontal again with a small picture in the top corner showing the two men.

Mum leant forward as she undid the bra, allowing both full tits to swing free right in front of their faces. It was too much for Paul and he reached out and grabbed a handful. Mum simply stayed in this position while he played with her nipples and weighed her tits in his hands. "Oh my, these are lovely," he said leaning up to suck a nipple. Not to be outdone, John claimed the other tit, holding it still as he too sucked on the nipple. Holding both men to her tits mum straightened up bringing all three of them to a standing position. The two men had there hands everywhere, feeling her up through her panties, running their hands up her stockings, letting their fingers trace the outline of her cunt and arse through the thin material. She looked like she was loving it. She stood there with her eyes closed making little groans and murmurs, her hands on the back of their heads holding them to her tits while shouting encouragement. . 

"That's it boys, suck on my big titties." One of the men removed her panties and both stood back to admire her shaven cunt. "Now that is nice," John said gently rubbing his fingers across her prominent mound before cupping it in the palm of his hand, "and so smooth, you really are a naughty girl aren't you." With John's hand monopolising mum's cunt, Paul started on her arse, gently parting the cheeks and probing with his fingers for her hole. "David tells us you like it up both holes, it that right my dear?" Mum simply groaned as his finger penetrated her arse. "I'm looking forward to finding out," Paul said adding another finger. I switched to the other camera and got a good side view of mum standing erect with two fingers up each hole. Both men were frigging her like crazy and it wasn't long before her knees buckled and her first orgasm swept over her. "My, my, she does get very wet doesn't she," John said removing his fingers from her cunt and offering them to her mouth. Without hesitation she licked them clean. "Bet she won't lick these," said Paul taking his fingers from her arse. Looking him in the eyes mum grabbed his hand and slowly but deliberately licked both fingers. The two men were gobsmacked.

"I told you," said David, "she'll do anything you want." Laying back on the sofa she teasingly played with her cunt as both men stripped off. "OK big boys, now you've got it nice and wet who's first," she asked spreading her legs even wider. Paul was there like a shot and positioning himself on the floor between her legs he rammed his cock straight up her and started banging away. "Oh yes, that's lovely, fuck me with that nice big cock, hmmmm, your so good." It seemed to me that mum was really hamming it up but it did the trick and within seconds Paul was grunting like a pig as he shot his load. John almost pushed him out of the way in his rush to fuck her and taking his place he too rammed his cock up her and continued from where Paul left off. He lasted a little bit longer and did succeed in making mum cum again before he too shot his load.

"Lets turn her over, I want some of that arse," said Paul stroking his cock, trying to get it hard again. "Paul," said David, "why don't you let the slut suck it, that will get you hard again." Mum shot a look at David before getting on her knees and taking Paul's cock into her mouth. As I knew from the first time I saw her giving head, she was pretty experienced and it didn't take long before Paul was rock hard. "OK, now turn over, I want that arse hole." Mum laid face down on the sofa with her arse sticking high in the air while Paul did his best to penetrate her hole. "Try spitting on it," said mum, fed up with his attempts to dry fuck her. Paul did as instructed and this time his cock went in easily. "Ohhh yes," said mum pushing back against him, "that's much better."

"Oh Paul, you really know how to fuck, does it feel nice and tight, do you like fucking my arse?" Again, she really went overboard with the verbal assault and within minutes Paul was filling her arse with spunk. "My God, that's it for me," he said pulling out and falling back on the floor exhausted. John was about to take his place when David suggested they double up. "I don't think I've done that before," said John, "how does it work?" David got mum to suck his cock for a few minutes before lying on his back on the floor. Mum knew exactly what to do and with an air of indifference she straddled his cock. "OK John, now you get behind her and fuck her arse." John followed David's instructions and with Paul's spunk lubricating the way he easily slid his cock in. "I say, this is jolly good fun," the pompous old git said, holding onto my mother's hips while he reamed her rear door. David was content to lie there with his own buried up her cunt and let John enjoy himself.

"Oh yes, that's it John, fuck your nice fat cock up my arse, does it feel good, can you feel David's cock up my cunt?" Again, mum was really going for it, talking dirty and pushing back against him until he too couldn't hold out any longer and filled her with spunk. David made her sit on the sofa while he fucked her good and hard, putting on a show for the two men. As he came, he pulled out and stood over her covering her face, hair, tits and cunt with jet after jet of warm sperm. "That's when she looks her best," he said addressing the two men, "covered in spunk, looking like a real whore."

John and Paul decided they couldn't handle any more excitement and after cleaning themselves up they hurriedly said there goodbyes and left. Mum just stayed on the sofa, legs spread wide with David's spunk running down her body. The minute the two guys were gone he turned on her. "You fucking bitch, you think I don't know what you were doing, all that dirty talk, you knew they wouldn't last long didn't you, you did everything you could to make them cum quickly." Mum glared at him. "Just because I go along with your perverted little games doesn't mean I have to enjoy it. You bring two old men back to fuck me and you think I'm going to like it. Why do you think I have to get pissed first? Anyway, they weren't complaining, the old bastards got what they wanted so what have you got to shout about."

"I promised them a real proper show. We both know your just a fucking slut, you love cock so don't tell me you don't, you can't get enough." Mum was getting mad. "You think I really enjoy your pathetic little cock, you blackmailed me into this, I do it because I have no choice, now get out!" Mum stood up and tried to push David towards the front door. He suddenly grabbed her in an arm lock, his other hand round her throat, "I'm going to teach you some manners you fucking whore........" That was the last thing he said before hitting the deck. Two more blows and he went out like a light.

"T-T-T-Tony," mum stuttered, "what are you doing here?" "It's a good job for you I was, this guy meant business." "Oh my god, you must have seen everything." She started to cry, and I mean really cry. I wasn't sure what to do, in all my 21 years I'd never seen her cry before, but I guess instinct took over and I cradled her in my arms. "Shssssssh, it's all right mum, really." Her whole body was shaking as sob after sob racked through it. I held her tight and caressed her hair, trying to reassure her. 

"My God, what must you think of me?" My hand strayed down her naked shoulder and suddenly I felt my self getting aroused. This was insane, I was doing my best to console her and getting a hard on. I looked down, taking in the sight of her black stockings and suspenders, her high heels, the traces of spunk in her hair and round her face. Both my hands were now rubbing her shoulders, her neck and the back of her hair. She stopped crying and as she looked up into my face it seemed the most natural thing in the world to kiss her. A full lingering kiss, exploring each others mouths with our tongues. Her hands went down to my groin and she started to rub the growing bulge in my jeans, undoing the buttons and zip allowing my swollen member to spring free.

I kicked my jeans and underpants free as mum removed my tee shirt from over my head. We sank to the floor, still locked in a passionate embrace, our breathing coming harder. I broke off the kiss and dived for her tits, taking a full bloated nipple into my mouth, my other hand feeling my mother's naked wet cunt. I tasted the salty spunk on her nipples reminding me of how she had just been used. I was overcome with lust as I traced my tongue down across her stomach and on to her cunt; breathing in the mixed aroma of fresh spunk and pussy juice, it was so intoxicating. I licked her cunt lips, enjoying the taste before flicking her clit with my tongue. 

Suddenly, my cock was enclosed by a warm silky mouth as mum's lips took me in and buried me deep in her throat. As her lips clung to the base of my shaft her throat contracted around the head causing exquisite sensations to run through my body. Never before had I been so totally engrossed in the sexual feeling I was experiencing now. I returned my attention to her clit, licking and nibbling, all the time thinking of the use she had just been put through. With my mind on maximum overload I blasted a fresh load of cum deep into my Mothers throat. I revelled in the feeling as her lips and tongue sought to drain the last few drops from me. I was even more amazed that after such a mind blowing orgasm, my cock remained hard. 

Without talking, mum led me into the bedroom and simply lay on the bed with her legs wide open. It was like a drug, I didn't see her as my mother anymore, just an object to be used and fucked. Her big tits looked red and abused, her makeup was smeared over her face and her hair was covered in spunk and sticking to her face. With her legs spread wide her cunt looked so inviting. I ran my hands from her high heels, up her stockings to her wet pussy, all the time looking at her sexy face. "Fuck me," she mouth silently, reaching out for my cock as I climbed between her legs. I slid in easily and enjoyed the feel of her warm wet cunt as it sucked me in. I fucked her with long slow strokes, using my fingers on her clit and my mouth on her nipples. I could feel her start to shake as her orgasm built and speeded up slightly.

"Ohhh Tony, oh yessssss." She was clinging to my back and pushing her pelvis up against me. My cock was buried to the hilt as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure ran through her. Without speaking, I withdrew my rock hard cock and laying behind her in the spoons position I fed it into her arse. This was even wetter and warmer than her cunt. The two loads of spunk already deposited there made it slippery but still tighter than her cunt. Leaving it completely buried I reached round and played with her clit. She would clench her muscles causing exquisite sensations to run down my cock and I would respond by making it throb inside her. That was it, I simply had to fuck, and fuck hard. I turned her over onto her stomach and going up on my arms started to ram my cock in and out of her tight arse. She was pushing back to meet me and now had her own hand underneath her playing with her clit. When I looked down I saw mum's arse cheeks covered in spunk and pussy juices, my own cock was dragging Paul and John spunk out of her, coating my entire shaft. 

Suddenly, she was just an object of disgust, this filthy whore who I called mum, that allowed old men to fuck her. This slag who let men use all her holes, who enjoyed being used like the slut she was. All these thoughts raced through my mind as I looked at the back of her head, her arse with my cock ramming up it, her stockings, held up by that sexy suspender belt and those high heels that made her legs look sooooooo long. I came, jet after burning jet shot up through my cock filling her arse for the third time that night. She lay still, face down on the bed as I pulled my cock from her ravaged arse.

When I eventually looked up, David was standing in the doorway, his digital camera connected to his mobile phone.

To Be Continued...



Watching My Beautiful Sub



"She wants me to put on a good show, but how do I do that?" you wonder. You know where you hid the camera that will be my eyes and ears.

"I'll have to make sure she can see well."

You quickly run through the rules for tonight in your head. There shouldn't be anything too difficult. Mark hasn't arrived yet, but you want to keep me happy.

You decide to perch on the bed facing the camera and masturbate, knowing I'll be doing the same thing on the other end of the connection.

You make sure your legs are spread wide apart so I have a good view. Then your fingers begin the familiar dance around your clit, while your other hand goes for your nipple.

"Maybe I should get a little fancy for the camera. She'd like that."

You slowly insert one finger, then two inside yourself. You continue to roll and pinch your nipple as you fuck yourself with your fingers. Luckily the house is empty, because your moaning makes it very obvious what is going on in your room.

You hear the door. Mark is home.

I see you leave the room and I hear muffled voices as you fill Mark in.

"You better not be telling him about the camera until after you're done," I think to myself, watching the video feed. But I'm not worried. You are such a dutiful sub, and I know I made the rules clear to you.

When you come back in the room, I hear you say the words I asked for: "I want you to use me, Mark."

"What do you mean use you? How?"

"I don't want you to think about my pleasure at all tonight. I am your fuck toy to do with as you like."

"Seriously?" Mark grins.

"Absolutely."

"Hmm... If I could do anything to you, what would I do?"

His eyes feast on your naked body for a few seconds while he makes up his mind. They travel across your awesome breasts, down to your delicious cunt, then he turns you around and stares at the delectable booty.

"Alright, beautiful. On the bed, face down, ass up."

You obey without question. Your glistening cunt is evident even to me on the video.

"I see you started without me." He says as he runs his finger along your slit, gathering moisture.

He uses that moisture to push his finger into your rosebud that you have so nicely presented to him. In one push, it's all the way in. I wince at the video feed, imagining the pain of that not-so-lubricated entry, but you just moan in pleasure.

"Get your ass ready for me." He commands as he begins removing his clothes.

You move quickly, using your fingers to transfer as much lube from your cunt to your ass as you can. You also think to turn so I get a better view from the camera.

When he's naked, he climbs up behind you and positions his cock directly at your ass hole. Normally he puts it in your cunt first to get it lubed up for you, but this time, you're just a fuck toy. You hope the lube you transferred was enough. You push out with your muscles to make his entrance a little smoother.

He takes 3 partial thrusts before he is in you all the way to the hilt. A loud, piercing cry/moan escapes your lips. You relish the familiar feeling of fullness from having something in your ass. The lack of lubrication burns, although not entirely unpleasantly.

He doesn't take it easy on you at all. Within seconds he's pistoning in and out of your ass. The sounds you're making are ones I've never heard before. It sounds more like pain than pleasure to me. Although when you manage to stop wailing long enough to form words, the words are: "Yessss! Yesss! Oooooooh! Harder!"

He comes hard and fast, and we he pulls out, your ass is leaking brown cum. While he goes to take a shower, you remain and squat on the towel you set up beforehand. You know the rule I gave you was no cleaning up afterwards.

Your ass is burning and disgusting. But you take it like an obedient sub. You know you're supposed to just let it leak, but you have a better idea, you hope.

You run to your toy collection and grab a rubber butt plug. Back on the bed in front of the camera, you are able to work it in easily. If you keep your booty clenched, the plug will stay in and so will your husband's cum.

I've already come twice from my hands watching you and your husband on the screen, but my eyes stay riveted to the show, while my fingers lazily stroke around my lower lips.

When Mark gets out of the shower, he's suprised to still find you naked on the bed.

"You want more?" He asks.

"I am your fuck toy. I want to please you." You answer humbly. I wonder if you're fuming at having to submit to a man. I hope you remember you're submitting to me first.

He shrugs and lets the towel drop. He walks over next to the bed and puts his hands on the back of your head, you know what he wants.

You shift positions carefully to get your head low enough to suck him without expelling the butt plug.

He stops you pretty quickly, once he's fully hard and pushes you back on the bed. His dick finds your cunt and soon you're getting rammed again, this time while also trying to keep the butt plug in.

When he's finished, you squat on the towel and remove the butt plug allowing me to see the cum dripping from both holes.

I'm more than satisfied. I send you the email signalling the end of the exercise.



Watching My Boyfriend Submit



Working with my boyfriend is not as bad as what people think. Most of my friends claim that they would get sick of seeing their other every day as Chris and I do. We both work in an office building with Chris being the assistant manager and myself the secretary. 

"Hey Lily!" It was one of the other secretaries, Judy, who always had something to say.

"Judith! Hi. Whatever gossip you have can you hold for like 10 or 20 more minutes? I have way too much work to get done."

"No gossip. I just need you to run this to Mr. Barnam's office for me real quick. I was supposed to be at a meeting 15 minutes ago and I don't want to get into any more trouble."

With a sigh of frustration I replied, "Sure sure. Take care"

Judy handed me the papers and rushed off toward the conference rooms on the floor below. One of the perks of my secretary position is that I am on the managerial floor meaning it is just myself, Chris, and our boss despite all the extra cubicles for people to use.

I started walking briskly down the hall and I could hear Chris and Mr. Barnam talking about something serious. Chris's office is adjoined to Mr. Barnam's and is also the only way to get into Mr. Barnam's work station. By how loud the voices were, I could tell they were inside Mr. Barnam's office

I walked into Chris's office and noticed the door to the next room open slightly. I was just about to knock when I heard what they were saying. "Each screw up is going to cost you, Chris. This is my money you are losing and I can't tolerate it anymore."

I couldn't see Chris's face completely as he sat across the desk from Mr. Barnam but I could vaguely make out his reflection in the window. He had a concerned look on his face and started to fidget in his seat.

"Im sorry sir. Next quarter's numbers will look 10 times better. Just please no more making me pay for it"

No making him pay for it? Was he stealing Chris's money? Mr. Barnam got up from his desk and started to close the shades. The sun being blocked out made it easier to see Chris's face and he was looking scared. 

"You'll pay for it until you quit with the screw ups. Now you know the drill, sign the papers here" he said as he slid a stack of papers across the desk. Chris slowly got up from the chair and bent over the desk to sign the papers. Thinking now would be a good time to bring the documents Judy needed delivered to Mr. Barnam; I started to bring my hand up to the door when Mr. Barnam got up from his seat and walked around toward Chris. What I saw made me stop my hand in mid air

Mr. Barnam was rock hard. His pants pushing out as much as possible as his dick pushed against them. Did he like making Chris feel bad?

He slid the chair aside with his foot and got behind Chris. Grabbing his waist, he started grinding against him and got real close to his ear. I could barely hear what he whispered but I know he said, "Each time you screw up, you get me all stressed and worked up. I relieve that stress by screwing you back." He slowly pushed Chris down further toward the desk. His reflection showed that he was terrified of what was about to come.

For some reason I couldn't bring myself to intervene. My stomach suddenly felt warm and my breathing slightly increased. Mr. Barnam stood at 6 foot 2 and was still muscular from his age of 34. He inherited his job from his dad which is why he is so young for being regional manager at his age. There have been time I imagined him taking me on my desk but today it seemed like Chris was going to live my dream.

Mr. Barnam started grinding up and down against Chris who was trying his best to get through the papers. He continually rubbed Chris's back and grabbed his ass. Mr. Barnam's face showing pure bliss as he humiliated Chris. My hand slowly started moving down my chest and under my skirts waistline. I never knew seeing man being taken by another man would be so erotic.

He finally gave Chris's ass a hard smack and muttered, "It's time to pay me back for your failure, Chris." He reached around and undid Chris's belt and slid them down to the floor as well as Chris's underwear. My boyfriend's ass was so smooth and firm from running track and swimming. Constantly needing to shave it made it a good tool to grab on when he fucked me. Mr. Barnam looked as if he agreed as well.

Mr. Barnam skipped removing his pants and simply undid his zipper and pulled out his cock. It stood at 8 or 9 inches and incredibly thick making Chris's look small at 6 inches and average thickness. He continued to toy with Chris by sliding his throbbing cock up and down between his ass cheeks. I glanced a look at Chris's reflection and saw that his face showed fear.

As well as a slight bit of pleasure each time Mr. Barnam's head brushed his ass hole

I rubbed my clit faster thinking to myself that I want to see my boss's dick disappear into my boyfriend's ass. I had no idea what got over me thinking that. My panties began to get wetter and wetter with anticipation as his head traveled up and down Chris's ass.

"I thought I have been a little too hard on you Chris. Reach in the top drawer and grab the tube. It will make your time a little easier." Chris did as he was told and brought out a tube of lube and handed it back to Mr. Barnam. "Nun uh uh. I want you to apply it." Chris obliged by opening the bottle and squirting some lube onto his hand. Mr. Barnam kept Chris in place making him reach behind him and stroking the awaiting cock. My boss's face was filled with joy as my boyfriend's greased up hand slid up and down my boss's dick.

My boss finally told him to stop and stood back behind Chris once again. I stopped rubbing my clit in anticipation of what was to come next. Finally after making Chris wait, my boss started to push his head into Chris's ass. I couldn't help it. I slid 2 fingers into my soaking pussy. I took another quick glance at Chris's reflection and saw that he was biting his lower lip in pleasure. Did he actually enjoy being taken? A low moan escaped his mouth as Mr. Barnam finally slid all the way in and was pressed against Chris's ass. Grinding back and forth, my boss grabbed Chris's ass and made him slowly moan like a woman. I started becoming hotter and hotter watching Mr. Barnam's dick slid out of Chris's ass then force back in.

His dick sliding in and out faster and faster made me finger myself to the speed Chris was being fucked. His moans becoming louder and louder as he grabbed ahold of the sides of the desk which was now moving back and forth from the force Chris was being fucked. I could tell Mr. Barnam was getting close. To humiliate him even more, he leaned back down to Chris's ear and asked, "What would your dear secretary girlfriend think if she saw me taking your sweet ass for me to use?"

I lost it. I let out a muffled moan that could still be heard as cum ran down my hand and got soaked up by my panties. I would have been discovered if Chris had not let out a louder moan as he shot a load all over the desk. The satisfied look in my boss's face showed that Chris was his toy to fuck when he wanted. He finally let out a grunt of dominance as he shot his load deep into Chris's stretched hole. The cum seeped out as Mr. Barnam slowly pulled out and it ran down Chris's balls. With one final smack on the ass, he told Chris to get back to work and next time Chris screwed up, he would make Chris suck him off 3 times each day for a week. 

My humiliated boyfriend started to pull his pants up and I figured it was my time to leave. I rushed to the women's restroom and took off my soaked panties. I plunged 3 fingers into my juicy pussy as I imagined what would happen when I come home with a surprise from Chris in the nest few days...... 



Watching My Ex Slut Wife



WATCHING MY EX SLUT WIFE 

This is the second part to WATCHING MY SLUT WIFE

I could hear that the shower was running when I woke up, the slut had decided that she needed to get cleaned up after her gangbang. As I entered the bathroom she was drying herself, you could still see the faint writing on her body from the marker pens.

I looked at her then asked. "What the fuck was all that about, letting three black men fuck you?"

She began to cry as she told her story. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help myself, they were at the club the girls took me to. I was slightly drunk when they began to dance with me, they all took turns and kept on telling me what they wanted to do with me. I was so turned on, especially when they rubbed their big cocks against me, after a few more drinks it gets a bit hazy."

"I remember getting into the back of a car with two of them, as they drove here they stripped me. Then made me walk naked into the house, after that they just fucked me on the coffee table. That's when you came in, I'm sorry but I was totally under their control."

As she was telling me her story my cock had started to rise, I was also remembering what I'd seen from the previous night. Watching her as she was fucked by those three black men, seeing my cock rise the slut knelt in front of me. She took hold of my cock began to slide it straight into her open mouth, without any effort she had just deepthroated me. I groaned as my cock entered her throat, I held her head and fucked the sluts mouth.

After years of her refusing to suck me I went wild, fucking her hard and fast as I remembered her being gangbanged. I didn't last long and erupted down her throat making her swallow every drop before pulling out of her mouth, I left her there on her knee's gasping for breath as I left the bathroom.

Later that night when I got home I found a note telling me that she'd be back later, it was late before I went to bed. But was soon woken up by the sound of a car outside, looking through the window and watched as she got out of the car, she was naked and stumbled up the path. I turned on the light as she came into the bedroom, her hair was in a mess and she smelt of sex. Without explanation she just climbed into bed and went to sleep, I was too upset to sleep in the same bed with the dirty slut so went and slept in our other bedroom.

Over the next week this became her routine, this was too much for me so I started proceeding for a divorce. After that the slut left and shacked up with her new black boyfriends.

The divorce didn't take long and I moved to a new house, but after eighteen months and no dating I found myself trawling the internet for porn. I would visit various sites but was always be drawn back to INTERATIAL GANGBANGS, where I watched and wanked as white women would get fucked by lots of black guys.

Then I came across a new site, there were various pictures of different white women with black men. But I was shocked to see a picture of my ex-wife sucking a black cock. The caption read PREGNANT WHITE SLUT ENJOYS GANGBANG. I quickly clicked on the link and watched a short clip showing her on her knees, sucking one cock and wanking two more. 

But as the camera moved away from the scene I could see her heavily swollen belly, I knew it couldn't be mine because she had always been on the pill. She had always told me that she didn't want to have any kids, but all too soon the clip had ended. At the end there was an option to watch the full video for a fee, so I paid to watch.

It started with her standing naked in front of the camera, saying her name and how she was a slut for black cock. As she was talking to the camera, I could see that she had changed from the last time I'd seen her. Her cunt which had always been like a forest was clean shaven and now been fitted with a clit ring, there was also a tattoo above her cunt but I couldn't tell what the words said.

Her nipples had also been pierced and had a ring through each of them, her breasts had filled out probably due to her condition. But I couldn't get over how big her belly was, I don't think she had long left to go.

A question from behind the camera was asked of how she liked to get fucked, the slut replied. "With as much black cock as I can get."

Then six naked black men entered the shot, none of them were the three men who had fucked the slut in front of me. One of the men started to fit her with a dog collar, then attached chains from the collar to each nipple ring. Once fitted he told her. "On your knee's bitch."

She quickly knelt as the men surrounded her, they proceeded to maul her body. Poking her cunt, ass and pulling on the chains to lift her tits, even rubbing her swollen belly. The guy who had fitted the collar, turned round in front of her and bent over telling her. "Lick my ass clean bitch."

As he pulled his cheeks apart she leaned forward, the camera got close as she started to lick his anus. I now noticed that the slut had also been fitted with a tongue stud, as I continued to watch her she worked her wet tongue into his ass. He started to moan as she pushed the tip of her tongue deep into his anus, but then pulled away before another black guy took his place and she started to lick him.

As I watched the action I started to wank my cock, I thought to myself what a slut she had become letting these bastards treat her like dirt. But it didn't stop me from watching the video, they then pushed her forward into the doggie position. The camera moved to her ass as one guy pulled her cheeks apart and another produced a large butt plug, once oiled they forced it into her ass. She must have been used to it because she just moaned as her ass easily stretched open for the plug.

With her ass filled they all took turns in spit roasting her, fucking her in the cunt and mouth for the next ten minutes. Their cocks were a variety of shapes and sizes but all were large, this didn't seem to stop her from deepthroating each one of them. 

As soon as one of them came in her cunt they would pull out and go to her mouth, she would suck and lick their cocks clean. Her cunt was soon filling up with spunk, so that when the next guy entered her it started to drip onto the floor.

When the last of them finished getting his cock cleaned one of them spoke to her. "Hey bitch clean up your mess." She turned round still on her hands and knees and began to lick up all the spunk off the floor, as her ass was now raised high. 

One of the black men got behind her and pulled out the butt plug, her ass was now stretched and didn't close but stayed open. The guy who'd removed the plug pushed his cock into her pussy, the camera got close as he pulled out. His fat cock was coated in spunk, he then lined it with her open ass before it was pushed fully home.

She stopped licking the floor to tell him. "Oh god yes, fuck my ass." He slapped her ass cheeks hard before he started to fuck her, all time she moaned as he pounded into her. She even had an orgasm, as soon as the guy came in her ass he pulled out. Again the camera did a close up of her open ass before it was filled again with another cock.

The guy who had come in her ass moved round to her head and told her. "Clean my cock slut." Without a pause the dirty slut stuffed his wet cock into her mouth, the camera now moved away so you could see her being spit roasted. Her tits and heavy belly swaying as the guy in her ass pounded away.

All six guys fucked her ass before getting her to clean their cocks, as the last guy finished with her ass the butt plug was pushed back in. It must have been a little later because in the next shot it showed her kneeling with all six guys stood around her wanking their cocks, it wasn't long before they all started to come over her face.

She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out, some of them shot their spunk into her open mouth as they rested their cocks on her tongue. Others would shoot their load all over her face.

When they had finished one of the black men got behind her and pulled out the butt plug telling her. "Clean your ass bitch."

She was still kneeling with her legs open as the camera moved close to her cunt, you could see the spunk dripping between her legs. Now I could clearly read the tattoo above the cunt, it read BLACK COCK ONLY.

Then it was obscured by her hand, as she started to scoop the messy fluids that were leaking from her ass. With her fingers coated moved them to her mouth before she licked them clean as she looked into the camera.

Somebody asked her. "Tell everyone watching what you kind of a slut you are?"

"A pregnant white slut who loves being fucked by big black cock." She smiled at the camera as the video came to an end.

I was so turned on I had to watch it again, my cock was raw from all the wanking as I finished watching it for a second time. God what a slut she'd turned into, I had a restless night as I tried to get to sleep. I couldn't stop thinking about all the dirty things she had done.

It was about a week later, after I had wanked myself stupid from watching my ex-wife's on line star performance, that I was walking down town. When I saw her by accident, I had only noticed her because of the very short skirt she was wearing. If she bent over there would be nothing left to the imagination, you'd see everything.

I nearly didn't recognize who she was, she had bleached her hair blonde. But I was surprised by the fact she was pushing a pram, and that the slut was obviously pregnant again. From all the fucking she had been getting, I doubted if she even knew who the father was.

As I continued to watch, two young black lads walked up to her. They obviously knew her because one of them started to kiss her, I was curious to see what would happen so I just watched. They stopped kissing and she started to push the pram towards a nearby alley, as they followed her they both ran their hands across the sluts ass.

As they entered the alley and I followed to watch what was going on, carefully looking down the quiet alley I could now see the backs of the two black lads as they stood side by side. The pram had been pushed to one side and my ex slut wife was now kneeling in front of them.

I was too far away to hear anything, but I didn't want to be seen so I just watched them. Not wanting miss any of the action I took out my mobile phone and started to record what was going on. The slut was obviously giving them a blowjob, changing from one cock to the other then back again. 

One of the lads then pulled her to her feet and pushed her towards the wall, I could now see his cock as it dangled between his legs. It was a lot bigger than mine, which made me wonder if my cock had been that big would the slut still be with me.

Being pregnant she had to lean forward against the wall due to her belly, the black lad got behind her and lifted her short skirt exposing her ass. Then pulled down her skimpy knickers, before handing them to his mate.

Whilst the other lad sniffed her knickers and wanked his own equally big cock. The first lad had shoved his cock into her cunt, grabbing hold of her hips he began to fuck her fast. You could just hear the grunts coming from her as he pounded away.

He kept fucking her like this for the next five minutes, he stopped thrusting and held himself tight against her ass, I think that he'd just come because he held himself still against her. Now the second lad was getting impatient, because he started to pull the first lad out of the way.

As he pulled away you could see his wet cock slipped from her pussy, the second lad quickly took his place and began to fuck her. As she was getting fucked for the second time, the first lad went over to the pram and found some tissues. He began to clean his cock up before putting it back into his pants.

As the second lad was fucking her, I could just make out her grunts as he pounded into her. He didn't last as long as the first lad, and after filling her cunt he pulled out.

Then turned her around and pushed her onto her knees, before holding his cock to her mouth. She just opened her mouth and he fed it in till her face was up against his stomach, he kept it in her throat for a few seconds before pulling it out. She then proceeded to lick his cock clean.

The first lad said something to him, and he pulled his cock out of her grasp before putting it back into his pants. As they both started to walk towards me. I quickly hide out of sight as they left the alley, they were laughing and high fiving each other as they walked away.

I went and looked back down the alley, she was now next to the pram with her back to me. I watched as she took a tissue and used it between her open legs.

I decided to see if she was alright, as I walked up to her she turned round and nearly jumped in surprise. She was still moping her pussy with the tissue as I stood in front of her.

"Oh it's only you, god I thought it was those two bastards again. They've fucking pinched my knickers, the bastards." She said to me.

"Are you alright, can I help?" I said.

She looked at me then down at my bulge. "I suppose you was watching, I can see from your cock that you enjoyed seeing me get fucked by those two." Then came up close to me and grabbed my cock, I moaned as it twitched in her hand.

"My master says that my pussy is only for black cock." She tells me as she starts to slowly unzip me.

"I know, I've seen the tattoo from your video." I said as she releases my hard cock, then begins to stroke it.

"Well no wonder you're all hot and bothered, here let me help you with that." She kneels in front of me, then holding my cock level with her mouth. It twitches and I just moan as the slut sticks out her tongue, and starts to lick my precum from the end of my cock.

The bitch then starts to tease me. "Did you enjoy watching your ex-wife, getting fucked by all that big black cock?" She kept on using the tip of her tongue, barely touching me as she continued. "Mmmm in my mouth, filling my cunt but best of all when they fucked my ass."

That was it I just blew my load, she moved my cock so it now rested on her wet tongue. With her mouth open she wriggled her tongue stud against my hyper sensitive cock. I closed my eyes and just moaned as my cock kept on pulsing, empting more spunk on to her tongue and open mouth.

When I'd finished coming and my cock began to shrink she stood up, then grabbing hold of my head kissed me. With her tongue forcing my spunk back into my mouth, I pushed her away and spat out the spunk.

"What's the matter, you don't mind coming in my mouth. But you don't won't want it in yours. This is for being a bastard when we divorced." She said, then did something strange.

She got a pen from her purse and took hold of my hand, then started to write a number on the back of it. "This is for being bothered to see if I was alright, give me a call if you want to see me again." Then kiss my cheek before taking hold of the pram and walked out of the alley.

I stood there stunned and watched the slut leave, her short skirt hardly covering the cheeks of her ass. She had changed a lot since we were married, from a stuck up prude to a fucking dirty slut. I looked down at the number on my hand unsure of which one I preferred.



Watching My Hairy Mom



A nosy son learns about his family back in the 1970's...

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I had what some might call a perverted hobby during my younger days. Most 18 year old guys were busy chasing girls but I was never good at catching them back then so I chose the next best thing. I was a voyeur, although I didn't know the word back then. I liked to look at a woman as she dressed, undressed, shaved and had sex with her husband. Just one woman though. 

My Mom. I didn't go prowling around the neighborhood, but just stayed home and looked into her bedroom from a hidden vantage point whenever I thought something good would be happening that involved Mom without clothes. I don't think many people would call her good looking. Pleasant enough might be a better word and if someone said she looked stiff and humorless I couldn't have argued.

She was very tall - around 6' which made her taller than Dad and myself - and reed thin, and usually had her dark brown hair cut like the Beatles had worn a decade earlier when they first got popular, sort of a bowl haircut that she must have loved even though it wasn't all that flattering. Mom had what looked liked an ordinary figure except when she took her bra off.

Good grief! Her breasts must have been really packed into the harness or it was designed to minimize because when I saw that bra come off for the first time her breasts practically exploded out of it. They lurched down - massive bell-shaped jugs that looked wildly out of proportion on an otherwise slender and shapeless figure. They hung - no way they could do otherwise being real flesh instead of saline - and when Mom would stand there with her hands on her lips and leaned back (probably because they made her back hurt) it was a sight that launched hundreds of orgasms of mine.

The title of this story is "Watching My Hairy Mom", although not too many people would have known about this any more than they would know about her huge breasts. She was a schoolteacher and if you saw her on the street you would never have a clue about what was under the clothes. I know I was stunned when I saw her naked that first time, and I had little to compare her with when she appeared in the bedroom and took off that white bathrobe.

The triangle of dark brown fur was more like a giant untrimmed heart-shaped jungle that even her baggy old lady panties couldn't reign in, and I had no idea how the old man even found his way in there, but he did every weekend like clockwork. I loved her pubic hair even if there was a lot more of it there than on the two others I had seen in real life, even spreading to the insides of her thighs.

Mom shaved her legs, at least up to just above her knees, and I knew that because she would do it every morning and usually under my watch. She would put one leg up on the chair and have that Lady Remington humming after getting out of the shower and drying off, and I had a side view of her massive tits swaying down while she shaved her legs just about every day.

I think she shaved that often because the hair grew back so fast. I know the hair under the arms did because when she would shave them in the morning - only during the warm months - and if she was wearing a sleeveless top, by early afternoon you could see stubble already. 

She had five o'clock shadow a couple of hours early, and she wasn't like some of the mothers of my friends who had these little patches of peach fuzz in the center of their pits either. Mom's armpits - and her pits were deep and spacious because she was slender - were covered with the dense shadow, so much so that sometimes her underarms looked like they had been painted brown.

Come around Columbus Day though, Mom stopped shaving under her arms and before long her armpits would become bushy jungles, and to this day I've yet to see a woman on any of these websites who had more hair under their arms than she did.

I guess Dad liked it judging by the way they went at it on Saturday nights after games of Bridge at a neighbor's, and so it must be in the genes because while I was put off by the armpit hair in the beginning, it grew on me. A lot, and it used to turn me on to think of her walking around like a prim and proper immaculately groomed mature woman while having those amazing armpits out of sight, not too mention those incredible breasts.

Anyway, the main attraction of my peeping was Mom, although I confess to watching them screw at times as well. The problem was that they did it in the dark or near dark so I usually only saw shadows and glimpses. 

They did it a couple of times with the light on though and I got to witness Mom sucking Dad's dick once too. That was a bit strange because I learned that I really didn't have what I feared was the tiniest dick in town. My old man did. I guess that ran in the genes too. Later I discovered that I wasn't small but just average, and had only been intimidated because the two guys that I had compared erections with in the woods one time turned out to be really well endowed, but who knew back then?

My viewing horizons widened though one winter morning, and along with that came a whole lot of education about my family. It was just before the holidays with Mom enjoying recess and me waiting for my second semester of my freshman year of college, and I was supposed to go hunting with a friend and his father. I didn't really like hunting and rarely shot, but I liked being outside and it was better than sitting home watching TV.

The old man was pissed because he had to work all day while I was going to be out and about and Mom was going to be home, and I enjoyed it when he would fume. At dinner the night before Mom seemed very interested in what time I would be leaving - really early - and especially when I would be home - pretty late in the day - but I didn't think much of it.

I walked over to my friend's house early the next morning, and we were are packed and ready to go but his father's car wouldn't start. After an extended period of failed efforts and cursing by his old man, it was clear this trip wasn't going to happen that day. My friend and I sat around for awhile before I headed for home, catching the sight of my father's car disappearing around the corner, and when I got in the house I heard the shower on.

With nothing else to do I decided not to waste an opportunity for some Mom watching so I got into position in the spare room, where the vent provided a prime view of much of the bedroom, except for around the headboard.

I had barely got settled when Mom came into the bedroom in quite a hurry. She was usually one of these people who are always punctual and never flustered, so seeing her rushing around was a bit different. She had the day off so I wasn't sure what the hurry was but she was really moving.

The razor did a quick swipe around the insides of her calves, long enough to give me a glimpse of the hairy crack of her butt, and then she buffed the towel under her arms briskly before going over to her make-up table.

She grabbed this fancy glass bottle and spritzed a little under each arm. This was different for her, since she usually sprayed her pits with Sure aerosol deodorant, but then she was on the move again. Mom ran that towel between her legs wildly, making the jungle of hair look even more outrageous but as she did the doorbell rang.

Mom threw on her bathrobe and ran out of the bedroom as graceful as a nearly 6' woman can, while I stayed where I was and waited for Mom to get back in the bedroom, and which time I could sneak outside and make an appearance like I just got home. I didn't know I wouldn't be doing that for quite a while.

A minute late Mom came back into the bedroom, chattering as she came in and then shrugged the robe of her shoulders while still talking. That was really weird, I recall thinking, because there was somebody in the house and Mom was very modest. Maybe a neighbor woman, and my mind spun at the thought of my mother having a lesbian lover, even though the idea was absurd.

Weird doesn't describe what happened next though, because the person she was talking to was coming into the room and it was no woman. He was talking while Mom bent down threw the covers off the freshly made bed, and for once my eyes weren't on Mom's jugs as they swung freely but were on the man in the room.

It was my grandfather, my father's father to be precise, and while he wasn't exactly a stranger in these parts the very fact that he was there staring at my very naked mother, his daughter, could not be happening.

Clearly it was though, and my Mom stood there like she was fully dressed and listening to a student, very bubbly and happy for a change while Grandpa stared at her and talked.

Grandpa was a character, a typical old geezer with thinning grey hair and a silver grey beard that was closely trimmed. He usually wore a white hat that I always thought made him look like Popeye was I was young, and maybe that was also because he always called me Skipper.

He always wore suspenders too, and today had on a red and black flannel shirt along with baggy pants but not for long because the guy was taking his clothes off, right there in front of Mom. Clearly, this was some kind of dream, yet I was fully awake and watching the craziest scene imaginable.

Grandpa pulled the suspender straps off his shoulders and then the shirt came off while the pants clattered to the floor. Baggy boxer shorts? Down. Except for the socks, my grandfather was naked and my mother was coming around the bed to him.

"Been a while Dad," Mom said as she went over and knelt in front of her father and grabbed his limp dick.

Physically Grandpa didn't look much different that my father, only there were probably a few less pounds on his bony 5'9" frame on him than Dad. Neither of them were musclemen and with Grandpa getting close to 70 his pale and practically hairless body looked even weaker at that point.

Then again, my mother was putting his dick in her mouth, and it wasn't the first time either judging by the way they talked and the way Mom sucked. She had Grandpa's skinny little noodle in her mouth and was pulling back her head further each time her head bobbed.

Grandpa was calmly standing there with one hand on his bony hip and the other caressing Mom's hair, and once I began to actually believe what I was seeing was real and not a delusion, a strange thing started to happen. His cock was getting longer.

It had started out being just a skinny little dick looking much like my father's, the only differences being my grandfather was uncircumsized and had a really long sac swinging between his bowed thighs but as Mom kept sucking I noticed that the dick was stretching out so much when Mom leaned back that the thing looked elastic.

"That's it Irene," Grandpa had said frequently since Mom started. "Make me big and hard for you. You do it so fine," and it sounded funny at first but after Mom had been sucking for a few minutes I wasn't laughing any more.

Soon Mom had both hands wrapped around the pale veiny shaft and was spinning her fists around as her mouth went up and down the rest of his manhood, and "the rest" was probably about 6"! I thought I was seeing things until Grandpa reached down and pulled Mom up to her feet to put her on her back on the edge of the bed.

Swaying around without Mom's mouth and fists, my grandfather's cock looked outrageous sticking out from his otherwise withered body. Not thick mind you, but the freakish looking pole looked like it might have been close to a foot-long, or about as big as my Dad's and mine - combined.

My grandfather wasn't taking bows but went down to his own knees, slower than Mom had but when he got down there his wrinkled hands spread Mom's sleek thighs before he buried his face in that wild untamed forest of hair.

"Oh Dad!" Mom gushed as she groped her doughy breasts roughly. "Feels so good. Eat my cunt!"

I stepped back from the wall for a second because my head was spinning. This was like one of those Superman comic books that featured Bizarro World where everything was the opposite of reality. That was the scene in my parents bedroom.

My mother, as Puritan in body and soul as they come, and who would recoil when Dad or myself would even say "damn" let alone an even more blunt four-letter word, had just said the word cunt. She said it while on her back, bare naked after sucking my father's father's cock, with my Grandpa making sloppy noises as he went down on my mother.

Part of me wanted to leave because I was seeing things that shouldn't be seen, but part of me and you know which part, wanted to stay. I went back to looking in, only now my pants and underwear were around my ankles.

"Need it Daddy!" Mom was crying as she writhed on the bedding. "Give me that big cock of yours."

"You want it all Irene?" Grandpa was saying as he got slowly to his feet, and he used that Popeye voice with a whimsical tilt of the head as watched Mom sliding further away from the foot of the bed.

"Every inch Dad!" Mom said as Grandpa climbed onto the bed, the cock still very stiff and looking even longer as it bounced like a diving board.

"Heh-heh-heh!" Grandpa chuckled as he poked the end of his cock into that dense bush. "Your pussy is wet."

"Don't tease me with it Dad!" Mom implored, sighing as he seemed to have been able to find the opening with no problem, but he appeared to be just dipping the tip into her and then withdrawing it. "Fuck me."

"Dirty mouth on my little girl," Grandpa said while clucking, and all he needed was a pipe in his mouth and a sailor hat to be Popeye, although the way Mom's huge bosom was rolling around as she squirmed there was no way she could be Olive Oyl.

My grandfather stood there kneeling between Mom's legs, enjoying the view while his hand slid the foreskin of his manhood back and forth, exposing the head of his dick which looked like the nose cone of a rocket.

I remember wishing I had a foreskin like Grandpa did while watching him, but I also wished I had cock remotely resembling what he had as well.

"Ready?" Grandpa cooed, and Mom answered in a flurry of obscenities which only ended when Grandpa arched up over Mom and plunged his cock into her slow and steady until it looked like it was all in her.

The scream that Mom let out made me jump but it wasn't one of pain, or at least not all of it, and once Grandpa got started he was a changed man because he started thrusting hard and fast. It was almost like he was doing push-ups on Mom, impaling her while her skinny legs kicked in the air and her hands gripped her father's biceps.

Up and down went Grandpa's bony butt as it arched high in the air before plunging down onto Mom. His pale skin was glistening with sweat now, flying off his brow while he humped without skipping a beat as Mom looked like she was having a seizure underneath him.

She came, and while I'm sure she had orgasms with Dad and probably tried to stifle her emotions in deference to me sleeping down the hall, when she let loose this time she probably got heard halfway down the block as she clawed Grandpa's back so much it looked like he was attacked by a gang of cats.

I took a deep breath after that, because I was exhausted just watching, but Grandpa wasn't done. far from it because he only dismounted to change positions and also because he said his back was bothering him.

If it was, it didn't affect his cock which was STILL stiff and waving around as he climbed off the bed and stood at the foot while Mom rolled around and got on all fours. What a view I had of Mom, kneeling there while Grandpa fiddled around between her spread legs.

The fact that Mom's arms were so long kept her pendulous breasts from staying just above the sheet as they swayed beneath her like massive torpedoes, and I saw Mom's face reflect the fact that Grandpa had put that pole back in her.

Now Grandpa looked like the sailor I imagined him to be, with one hand on his hip and the other on Mom's lower back like he was piloting a ship, in this case the S.S. Irene Matlin and Mom was cumming again before too long.

"Oh fuck!" Mom yelled, the word coming out like it would have from one of the guys before she yelled out a word like she was freezing cold. "Cumming!"

"Dirty mouthed slut!" was Grandpa's grizzled reply although he was grinning when he said it, and then he started slamming into Mom really hard, lifting her off the bedding every time while reaching around Mom and roughing up her tits.

"Damn!" Mom sighed after she stopped cumming and just before her arms gave out and her face hit the bedding as she looked dazed, unlike Grandpa who was clearly not human in more ways besides the length of his cock because he was still sliding in and out of Mom's ravaged pussy.

"Ass or mouth," Irene?" Grandpa said after a few more minutes. "Gonna shoot soon."

Ass? He was going to put that thing in Mom's butt? No, as it turned out because Mom rolled over to a sitting position when Grandpa pulled backwards, holding his now beet-red poker in his hand. I couldn't see from my angle much more than Mom's mouth open wide and her face jerk back when the first spurt of cum missed the mark.

The rest didn't though because Mom moved her mouth over his spurting weapon and took the rest without complaint, with Grandpa smiling and looking down at his daughter as he came.

Mom kept sucking my grandfather's dick long after it went limp, and when she let it go it had returned to the far more modest tube it had been before. Mom rose then and they embraced, and Grandpa looked tiny next to her in addition to being at least 3 or 4 inches shorter than her.

They were both laughing, I think at the string of cum that was on Mom's forehead and in her hair and eye, and then Mom left the room. From the sounds outside the hall I guess she went to the bathroom, while Grandpa stood in front of the dresser mirror, comically admiring his physique from the side. He even started grabbing his limp noodle by the end of the long foreskin to stretch it straight out as far as he could before letting go of it and watching it slowly return to a human size.

I knew I would have a lot of trouble looking either of these two in the eye again without seeing them like they were in there, especially Grandpa. The next time Mom would ask me to help Grandpa in the house with something heavy I would have to bite my lip so I didn't tell her that he was in better shape that I would ever be.

I figured they had been at it for an hour, and when Mom returned they talked about when I would be home. Grandpa sounded delighted when he learned they had plenty of time, and I had to shake my head at that because they was no way he would be able to do anything but lay there after all that.

Wrong. After they played around for a while Mom got a bottle of some kind of lotion, and when Grandpa rolled onto his stomach Mom gave him a massage, starting at his feet and working up. She kneaded his skinny frame gently, and I thought it was a beautiful intimate thing with one exception.

"Oh Irene, you aren't going to be a dirty girl are you?" Grandpa cackled as Mom was kneading his bony butt with her oily hands.

"Do you want me to be, Dad?" Mom said with a grin, and then seemed to stick her finger in Grandpa's butt judging my the way he jumped. "Do you want me to be your dirty little girl?"

"What do you think honey?" Grandpa said.

"I think you want me to lick your honeypot," Mom giggled, and in the latest of what would be an afternoon of surprises I watched as Mom lowered her face into the crack of my grandfather's ass.

I couldn't really see anything, and after Grandpa raised his lower torso off the bed all I could see was Mom's eyes and the top of her head, but Grandpa was kind enough to provide a running commentary. A Curt Gowdy version of describing what Mom was doing to him. 




Watching My Hairy Mom



"Oh lordy," Grandpa groaned as his weathered hands grabbed the sheets. "What a tongue my little girl has. That's it, lick my asshole honey. Dip that tongue in that knot. Stir the pot."

That was what she was doing alright. Mom. Irene Matlin, District Teacher of the Year in 1975 - three years ago. Sunday school teacher down at church. March of Dimes neighborhood captain. Wouldn't say no to any cause. Well, she hadn't said no to Grandpa, that was for sure.

In fact it was hard to tell who was liking it more; Grandpa who was moaning and calling Mom all kinds of vulgar names, or Mom who was kneeling behind him and treating his bowels like a bowl of ice cream according to the play-by-play.

"Oh Irene, is that your tongue or your finger?" my grandfather asked with a chuckle. "Your tongue is like a serpent in my asshole. So damn deep!"

"Better than Mom?" my mother asked in a brief uncoupling before diving back in.

"Yeah, but don't tell her!" Grandpa declared. "I have to live with her. Oh lordy that's good."

What kind of a family was I in? Who were these people? Mom rimming Grandpa while her hand was down between his legs, yanking on his semi-flaccid cock like he was a cow being milked while my grandfather talked about Grandma eating his ass?

And me. I was watching, and although I was shocked at what I was seeing I did not turn away. Instead, my pants remained around my ankles and the pile of used tissues kept growing while part of me pretended to be ashamed.

"You're going to get this treatment later," Grandpa promised while using one of his favorite sayings. "I'm going to eat your hairy ass like a pit bull on a pork chop."

"And then I'm going to use my dipstick to check your oil," Grandpa cackled. 

"Going to have to wear you out before then," Mom said.

"Ha!" my grandfather said and then they untangled, with Grandpa standing at the foot of the bed again with his amazingly almost stiff again cock in hand. "For now let's get daddy hard again so I can fuck you proper."

Mom sucked away, only stopping when Grandpa stepped back a bit and told Mom to raise her arm up, at which time he leaned forward and rubbed his cock into her armpit.

"Such a hairy little girl you are," Grandpa declared as he pushed the head of his cock in the moist thicket like it was a roll-on deodorant. "Hate to see this go come Spring. Daddy likes his little girl ass furry."

"I know Dad. All you Matlins love my armpits natural," Mom said as she calmly sat there seeming to enjoy this, and I made a vow that if I ever ended up with a girl and she had hair under her arms I was going to try that because it looked as enjoyable as it was kinky, although the odds weren't great of any of that happening at the rate I was going.

Grandpa ended up on the bed, flat on his back with his arching erection laying back on his stomach, almost reaching his nipples. Mom climbed on top of my grandfather and as she raised herself up a bit, pulled his cock upright and impaled herself with it, letting out a moan as she eased down on it.

"Ahh!" Grandpa exhaled as he enjoyed the view of Mom riding his cock, and I would have loved to have had his view.

What I was going to have to be content with was a profile view of Mom as he rode Grandpa's cock like he was a horse. Those incredible tits hanging down and then rolling from side to side on her skinny torso when she leaned back a bit looked amazing enough from where I was.

"Show me all your goodies," Grandpa said after Mom came yet again, and then Mom was running her hands through her bowl haircut while posing like a pin-up model as Grandpa was kneading her pendulous breasts with glee.

"You know what Daddy likes," my grandfather said, and then I learned what that was as Mom first rubbed her hand through her armpit and then turned her neck over as far as she could to lick herself.

"Oh damn!" Grandpa cried out, and Mom laughed as I guess the show ended early, because when Mom stopped rocking and climbed off his cock was limp and dead looking which made me wonder if he finally lost his boner.

Mom laughed as she climbed off but the evidence of what had actually happened were clear as the hair around her opening was dripping with semen.

"You know what I want now, Irene" Grandpa announced, and what I guess that was, was lunch.

They went out of the bedroom while I stood there and realized that I should have made my grand exit when I had the chance because with them not in the bedroom I was stuck there in the spare room. 

Nothing to eat and especially nothing to drink was my fate, and lunch lasted a long time. I peeked out once and heard them chatting in the kitchen, and there was a clatter of dishes at one point so at least there was a meal involved although they might have had sex too, the way they were going.

Eventually they came back to bed, and when I looked at the sheets it looked like a hurricane has passed through. They pulled it together a bit before they started playing around, and then Grandpa had Mom get on all fours while he grabbed a tube of something and set it nearby.

"Perfect dessert!" Grandpa announced as he grabbed Mom's butt cheeks and spread them wide before dipping his face down and then back up again to declare, "Daddy's little girl is so hairy down there I can't find the hole."

"Bullshit," Mom said as my grandfather ducked back in and this time he kept his face in there and made feral sounding noises while Mom made the comments. 

"You like my asshole daddy? Want me to shave it?" Mom asked while her eyes crossed under the oral assault.

"Better not ever do that," Grandpa said as he pulled his flushed face out long enough to admonish Mom, adding, "You make Daddy mad and he'll make it hurt when he sticks his cock in there."

"It hurts no matter what," Mom gasped. "Let me give you head instead. Fuck between my tits. Under my arm. Anywhere but that!"

"Now you don't mean that, Irene," Grandpa was saying as he straightened up, flexing his back as he did before grabbing the tube and slathering some gel on his cock before squeezing the tube while he did it in Mom's ass crack.

"Not all the way then," Mom was saying, and this time I don't think she was playing. "Just a little, please Dad?"

Looking at that glistening sword Grandpa had primed up, I couldn't blame her for being concerned and when I saw him leaning up close to Mom and I saw her face, I winced along with her as Grandpa played the captain once more.

I don't know how long it lasted because I could only watch a few minutes. It was enjoyable then I think for all of us because from the side I could tell that he was only sliding about half of that monster into Mom's butt.

Grandpa's cock wasn't thick but it did seem to widen down near the base, so when Grandpa seemed to get a little inflamed and started going faster and harder I suspect that he was going deeper and deeper as well.

Mom sounded like she was sobbing or something close to it, and while she could have got rolled away and ended it she didn't. Maybe part of her was enjoying getting all of that prong slammed into her bowels, but I wasn't so I took my leave and spent the rest of the day wandering around town until it was safe to go home.

When I got home, Mom was alone and acted just like she always did, telling me I looked disheveled and told me to be sure to wash up before dinner. I went down and looked into my folks bedroom and saw everything immaculate as usual, with new bedding and the scent of Glade evergreen in the air. Even the stench of sweat and cum and sex was erased.

That was the only time I ever saw Mom and Grandpa in there. I did peek in at Mom from time to time and caught a few of the Mom and Dad sessions after bridge sex nights but my peeping days were over. I had seen it all or so I thought.

***

Epilogue...

Mom and Dad broke up after I got out of college, and I think it was a nasty divorce although they put on a happy face for me. My mother stayed in the house after Dad moved out but after several years she decided to downsize as well.

She was nearing 60 and was contemplating retirement, and after she put the house up for sale she asked me to go up to the attic and clear it out. She never went up there, fearing spiders and who-knows-what, but Dad had been a pack rat and since he had moved to an apartment didn't bring a lot.

Most of it was stuff that I either chucked because I was sure nobody wanted it - 23 years of National Geographic like many a storage area had in houses - but after I got a good way through it I saw something that got my attention.

It was an old reel of some kind of movie film. Certainly not anything of recent years, what with Beta and then VHS taking over from Super 8 and whatever else was used.

The reel of film had a card attached in my father's writing, and it was so old that I had trouble making it out. It read IRENE-MEL1952, and I assumed that it must have been a home movie of some kind, taken when my Mom was real young, even before getting married.

For the heck of it I took it to this video store than claimed it could put your old home movies on VHS tapes so you could enjoy them. Since there was no projector in the attic that I had found up until then and doubted whether it would be easy to find one now, I decided to have the reel of film transferred to tapes as a gift for both of them.

My intentions were good but just like that day when I ended up finding out way more about my family than I needed to, this didn't end up the way I thought it would.

"You collect these things?" the guy at the video store said when I picked up the copies, and I was going to just say it was a home movie but instead I just shrugged and said it was something I wanted to keep.

"We don't get involved in a lot of things like this, but this was pretty tame," he said after giving me my change and the tapes along with the original reel. "I cleaned it up by hand before copying and it came out pretty good if I do say so myself."

"I appreciate that," I said before turning to leave but as I reached the door he had something else to say.

"That one broad?" he said as the door jingled. "Man did she have a rack on her!"

I did a double take and was about to say something along the lines of - hey, that's my mother you're talking about - but I didn't and on the way home I wondered exactly what I had uncovered.

***

thanks for reading

there will be a sequel if readers wish to read about another phase of this family's life.



Watching My Husband



I love my husband. We were married young but things stayed pretty hot for us both for the last 10 years. However, like most married couples do we decided we wanted to try some new things. We decided on the usual threesome. You know, find some young girl and bring her home, so on and so forth. I was excited about the idea and was ready for anything. Little did I know I had a dark side that was about to expose itself.

We found a young girl that we both found attractive through one of those internet sites you see ads for all the time. She was young but not too young, 26 to be exact. I thought this was perfect because I am 32 and my husband is 31, and I know he's wanted a younger girl for awhile but I knew I wouldn't be comfortable with an 18 year old bimbo. 

Her name was Angela and she was of Italian descent with dark hair and eyes, average build, perky breasts, the whole package. I personally thought she was gorgeous and she was just different enough from me in appearance I knew my husband would enjoy the change. I am by no means unattractive. I just know how guys always want something new. I am 5' 6", 140 lbs, light red hair and nice full breasts. My husband is about 6 feet, 200 lbs, and average build.

Needless to say we were all excited when we finally decided to meet in person. We invited her over to our house to have some drinks and get to know each other better. I was so nervous when I heard the doorbell ring I almost fainted. I quickly checked myself in the mirror before hurrying to the door. She greeted me with a friendly hello, and we immediately fell into conversation as if we were old friends reuniting after a long separation. 

My husband was still getting dressed after having his after work shower, so we helped ourselves to one of the bottles of wine we had purchased for this night. We had both finished our first glass by the time my husband came downstairs. He sat next to me as we all laughed and talked for about an hour. 

We had just finished our second bottle of wine when I felt the urge to go pee.

"That wine sure goes through you", I thought.

I was just about to excuse myself and head upstairs to the bathroom when I realized Angela's jacket was still draped over the back of her chair. In our initial excitement I had completely forgotten to take her coat and hang it up for her. 

"Angela, I'm sorry I forgot to ask you earlier. Can I take your jacket and hang it up for you?"

"Oh yeah, sure. Thank you."

"I apologize. I should have asked you when you first walked in but I was a little caught up in the excitement," I chuckled.

"Oh, it's no big deal Lauren. Don't worry about it," she said.

As she handed me her coat my husband, James, suggested I put it in our closet upstairs. "After all, that's where we will probably end up, right?" he said, almost half joking. 

We all kind of giggled at the comment. The wine had loosened us up enough that our inhibitions were slowly eroding. I turned and headed upstairs, jacket in hand. As I entered our bedroom and opened the closet door a strange thought entered my mind. No matter how comfortable we felt around Angela we really didn't know anything about her at all. We knew her name was Angela Wilson. That was about it. 

I knew I shouldn't have been nosey but the wine gave me the courage to rifle through her pockets. I wasn't sure exactly what I hoped to find, but I looked anyway. I found the usual, lipstick, wallet, keys, but no weapons of any kind. "Ok," I thought, "she isn't an axe murderer." 

I felt a little foolish as I hung her jacket in the closet and turned toward the bathroom. As I sat there relieving myself it came to me in a flash. "The wallet," I whispered to myself. I hurried up and finished then ran to the closet. "I know it's stupid," I thought to myself, "but I just have to see." 

I opened her wallet and checked her drivers' license. "Angela Turner," I read out loud. I was surprised that my unnecessary nosiness had actually produced something of interest. 

"Angela Turner," I repeated to myself. "So why did she tell us her name was Angela Wilson?" 

I went back downstairs and joined Angela and James on the couch. It wasn't long before Angela was asking where the restroom was. I led her to the downstairs bathroom and as I went back to the couch I whispered to my husband that something wasn't right. 

"I know I shouldn't have, but the wine is getting to me and I'm not thinking clearly," I started, "but Angela's last name isn't Wilson, it's Turner. I saw her drivers license in her jacket."

My husband was surprisingly calm. "I know," he said. "I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want to ruin things. Angie was a girl that went to my high school. She was a freshman the year I was a senior. We didn't really know each other that well but we did have one class together."

"What kind of class would a senior have with a freshman?" I wondered out loud.

"I needed one elective to graduate my final semester. I chose home economics because I thought it would be easy. That's where we met."

I was shocked, not really angry, just shocked that he didn't think I would understand something seemingly innocent. "I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't realize it was the same Angie until earlier this week when she emailed the picture. I didn't realize it at first, but then it hit me. Angie Turner was using a fake last name in case someone recognized her."

"Did you ever sleep with her?" I asked.

"God, no. She was a kid. At least that's how I looked at her."

Call me crazy but that answer was enough for me. I was willing to let it all go, but I wasn't willing to let Angela continue the unnecessary lie. As soon as she came back into the room we let her know we knew her real name. 

"I'm sorry Lauren. I wasn't trying to deceive you. As soon as I realized I knew your husband I decided I was going to tell you before we did anything. I was sitting here trying to find a way to tell you guys without it being a big shock and ruining the evening. I'm sorry. I know that sounds stupid. I should just go."

"No, no, Angela," I said, "it's just a coincidence. That was years ago. You guys were kids that had a class together. It's not a big deal. We're all adults here, right?" I said. "Here, let me refill your glass and you and James have a seat. James, hand me my glass, would you?"

I refilled our glasses and returned to the couch. It's weird, but finding out they actually used to go to school together somehow seemed to relax everyone a little more. Before I knew it we were all laughing again and making sexual comments to one another. By the time the third bottle was empty we were all obviously feeling buzzed and highly sexual. Angela and I had both removed our shoes and were eyeing each other playfully. 

James excused himself to the bathroom and I offered to open another bottle. "Oh, no thank you. I don't think I'll be any good to anyone if I have anymore," Angela replied. 

"Ok, well I will take our glasses and put them in the kitchen," I said as I stood on weak legs.

As I was walking back into the living room something animal in me was raging to get out. I walked up behind Angela on the couch and slid my arms over her shoulders and down over her stomach. She moaned at my sudden and unexpected touch, and leaned her head to one side allowing me access to kiss her softly on the neck and behind her ear. 

I slowly stood up straight and slid my hands up her chest and over her shoulders, and ran my fingernails through her hair. She moaned as I massaged her scalp with my fingers. 

"Let's get upstairs and surprise James," I whispered. 

"Yeah," she sighed sexily.

By the time James came out of the bathroom we were both already naked on the bed. Angela was lying on her back and I was next to her on my side with my leg across hers. We were kissing passionately and she had her hand in my hair and was grabbing me forcefully. I liked the slight rough treatment. It was something I have asked James to do, but he says he is afraid to get rough with a woman he loves. I understand that, but this woman didn't love me. She just wanted to fuck me, and knowing that fact made my pussy cry! I wanted so badly to be used and abused by someone who didn't care about my feelings, and I was sure Angela could give me that. Little did I know I was about to get more than I bargained for.

James immediately took off his pants and shirt and joined us on the bed. Without even turning to look Angela let go of my hair and grabbed his cock. She tugged and stroked him slowly, but with a firm grip, and continued kissing me roughly all the while. I looked at James and we made eye contact just long enough to have that mutual understanding. This is what we both wanted. 

Angela was a take-charge kind of girl and I enjoyed just following her lead. It was the perfect change up to our normal boring sex life. She got up on all fours with her legs spread as wide as she could and started sucking my husbands cock like it was something she had wanted all her life. I got down behind her and started licking and sucking her exposed cunt. I tried to see how far I could stick my tongue in her pussy. She was dripping wet, and I wanted to taste as much of her juice as I could. My husband was moaning and grunting like a schoolboy getting his first blowjob as Angela sucked his cock and massaged his balls in her hand. James had a hold of the back of Angela's hair and was fucking her face as hard as he could. Angela seemed to be enjoying every bit of it. Maybe a little too much, I thought.

It wasn't long before Angela pushed James onto his back. She climbed on top of his cock and faced away from him so I could kiss her and suck her tits while she rode my husband. She was rocking and bucking on his cock so hard I could barely keep up with her, so I just backed away for a second and rubbed my clit and watched this woman fuck my husband as if she were trying to prove something. I started to realize that that was exactly what it seemed like. She wanted to out-fuck me! I don't know if it was the wine or my own dark sexual fantasies kicking in, but at that moment I was more turned on than I had been in a long time. Watching some other woman try desperately to juice my husband for everything his cock could provide was so fucking erotic! I started making comments to her, trying to get her to realize she was fucking a married man. 

"Come on, fuck him!" I said, "Fuck him like you know you want to!" 

"Oh, fuck yes! I'm grinding the shit out of him!" she panted.

"You know you love fucking a married man while his wife watches, don't you?" 

"Yes, I want you to watch me drain his cock!" she grunted.

"Then come on, fuck him! Harder! Show me how a real whore fucks! Make me jealous! Make me fucking hate you!" I yelled. I was rubbing my clit furiously, but I needed more.

"He's going to leave you for me!" she yelled back. "He wants to fuck my tight little hole! He likes it better than your worn out cunt, you fucking old bitch!" she screamed as my husband fucked her with violent force. 

Now she's getting it, I thought to myself.

I sat up in front of her and spit in her face, "Fuck you, whore! He's MY husband!"

She seemed shocked at first, then smiled and whispered "He doesn't want you anymore!"

Then she got off of James's cock and bent over the bed in front of me, wiggling her ass and giggling. "This is what a tight young ass looks like. This is what your husband wants to stick his cock in," she cooed. She then gestured for my husband to come up behind her.

"Grab his cock, Lauren. I want you to be the one who puts your husbands cock in my ass! I want your hand to be the one that guides him into his new slut." 

I obediently grabbed his cock and sucked her juices from it. It tasted so good to have her flavor mixed with the flavor of my husband's dick. 

"Get down behind me and lick my ass," she commanded. "I'm going to need the lubrication to take his dick. How appropriate that his ugly old wife be the one to provide that lubrication," she said with a grin. As I hungrily dug my tongue into her tight hole my husband grabbed some edible lubricant from our dresser drawer and smeared it over his shaft. 

"Ok, now put him in me," she said.

As I eased his cock into her ass she looked back over her shoulder and we made eye contact. "Fuck you," she mouthed, then let out a loud "Ooooh." 

My husband eagerly pumped into her as she reached back, grabbed his left hand, and shoved his ring finger in her mouth. A minute later she had sucked his wedding ring off his finger and was sucking on it like it was a jolly rancher, smiling at me the whole time. I was on the bed rubbing myself and watching in awe. 

Finally she spit the ring out at me as hard as she could. The wet ring hit me right in the chest and she laughed a loud laugh as my husband fucked her.

Finally, he pulled out and Angela reached out and grabbed a hand full of my hair and pulled me down off the bed and onto my knees. "Suck my ass off your husbands dick," she commanded. I hesitated at first, but she slapped me hard "I said suck my ass off of his dick!" I did as I was told. I sucked as hard as I could, trying to rob her of his load even though deep down I wanted her to have it. I wanted to watch my husband's seed enter her body instead of mine. The thought of it drove me wild. 

She quickly realized what I was doing and pushed me away, "It's mine, bitch!"

She sucked his cock and tickled his balls like a pro. It didn't take long and he unloaded in her mouth. She immediately turned to me, grabbed my face, and spit all his goo into my mouth. As she did that I rubbed my clit faster, harder, and finally came hard in a violent shudder as I swallowed his load. My husband and I cuddled up on the bed together and fell asleep with Angela stroking his hair. 

When we finally woke up about an hour later she was gone. I got up groggily and went into the bathroom. As I clicked on the light I saw it. In bright red lipstick written on our bathroom mirror she had written, "until next time, bitch!"



Watching My Lover



When I first met Missy, I knew that she was the perfect person for me. She is of average height, medium length brown hair, sparkling brown eyes, big boobs, a slim waist, a perfectly round ass, and seemingly endless legs. I saw her bend over in her shorty-shorts. Her top was teeny-tiny and her tits were almost spilling out of it. My twat started tingling. I thought about all the things I could and would do to her. I just had to get close to her first. 

I walked over to her and asked if I could by her a drink. She laughed and said no because she was working. She was the bartender. I said I would wait until she was done working. Missy spent the rest of that night glancing over at me; flirting with me. That was the beginning of our amazing relationship. We had so much in common and we are both bi-sexual. This led to some very fun times. 

"Missy, can I ask you something?" I ask her randomly one day.

"Of course Lilly," she replies.

"How do you feel about bondage?" She looks up from her book and thinks for a moment.

"I think it would be hot and sexy. Why do you ask babe?"

"I ask because I have a really kinky idea." This intrigued her greatly. 

"Could you tell me more about it?"

"No sweetie. I would like this to be a surprise." I smile seductively at her. 

Missy began to bug me about my kinky sex idea. I was very mum about the whole thing. I let her know that she would be the center of attention. I also let her know that we would be having company. She was so excited, her pussy was dripping wet. After a week, I told her that the time was finally upon us. 

I left work early one day, so I could set everything up. When she arrived home, I was waiting with our two male friends Randy and Craig. 

"What is the plan for tonight Lilly?"

"You will see soon enough babe." I take her hand and lead her to our bedroom. Randy and Craig follow behind us. I have her stand at the end of the bed and I start stripping her down slowly. 

"You have to go along with everything that happens. It is very important you do not resist." She nods in agreement. 

Once she is naked, I lay her down on the bed so both her arms and her legs dangled off. Then, I handcuffed her hands above her head. I then put a gag over her mouth to muffle the cries I knew she would make. I kissed down her body, running my tongue around her nipples. I gently twisted them between my fingers. She moaned in pleasure. I kept twisting them harder and harder to make her moan more. I glance over at Randy and Craig. They're getting noticeably aroused. I finished my way down her body, stopping just before her clit. I then reached over and grabbed the vibrator off of the night stand. I held it on her clit. Missy began to squirm and moan. I look over at the boys. They both have their cocks out and are stroking them. 

"You're doing very nicely so far," I tell Missy with a smile. She nods back because she is very preoccupied with the feeling of the vibrator. 

I lower the vibrator to her pussy lips and slide it inside her. She is so wet already that it slides in with ease. I then motion for the boys to join us. At this point, they have stripped naked and are fully erect. I roll Missy on her stomach and pull the vibrator out some. I instruct her to fuck the vibrator. She complies vigorously. After a few minutes, I slide it back into her. She moans. I take the gag off her mouth and make it into a blindfold. I then instruct her to open her mouth. Randy begins to mouth fuck her. She takes him in her mouth as far as she can. After a few minutes, he pulls out of her mouth. He is immediately replaced by Craig. Randy walks around the bed and positions himself behind her. He then process to slowly start probing her ass. Missy's face looks to be in shock over the sudden intrusion, but she quickly adjusts to Randy's dick. I stand back and watch her suck a guy while taking it up the ass. She seemed to be constantly coming. At this point, I remove the vibrator. Both Craig and Randy pull out, and wait for my instructions. I pull Missy off the bed and then had Craig lay down. I then sat Missy down on his erect penis so he could fuck her tight, perfect ass. Then Randy got in front of her and slid into her pussy. She moaned so loud because she came right then and there. I gagged her again and had her play with my tits. It was so erotic. 

Randy was the first to blow his load. Then it was Craig. Missy was laid on the bed; her wrists unbound and her gag removed. She was overly spent. The guys got dressed and I saw them out. When I got back to the room, Missy was almost asleep. I cuddled next to her. 

"Lilly," she turned to me and said.

"Yes, baby?"

"Lets do that again next week." Then she rolled over and fell asleep. I laid there with a smile on my face until I too fell asleep.



Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 01



This is my first submission to Literotica. The story is based on true incidents and I have used English throughout, although a lot of the spoken language was local (Tamil and/or Malay). I have used Tamil words when they have a significant meaning, but otherwise English rules. One has to realise that this event took place in the mid-70's – there were no PC's, no VCR's, no DVD's etc – a really primitive era compared to today. I hope you enjoy it and I will continue the story if I get some feedback.

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We were an average family of five, well known and respected in the community. My Dad, Ravi, was a postmaster at the local post-office and my Mum, Rani, was a staff-nurse at the district hospital. Dad was then 53 and Mum had just turned 50. Both had fallen in love with each other many moons ago and brought three of us into this world. My eldest sister, Sheela, was 27, a dentist by qualification, recently married to a lawyer and happily settled down in Kuala Lumpur. My second sister, Leela, was 22 and in her third year of a psychology degree at the Science University in Penang. My name is Mohan and I was the youngest at 18. I had just started my first semester, pursuing a Chemical Engineering degree at the University of Malaya in Kuala Lumpur.

Our home was located in the town of Tampin in the southern part of Malaysia. At that time, we stayed in a government house (provided by the government, since both my parents were working in the civil service) in a "civil-servants" neighbourhood. The house was a typical Malay-style house, built of wood with the front half of the house, built on concrete stilts. We had a large veranda in the front, leading to the living room. There were two bedrooms opening up to the living room – one was occupied by my parents and the other by my sisters. The two rooms shared a common, large attached bathroom (WC plus shower) – you had to walk down a short stairs to the bathroom. Then we had a utility room which we used as our prayer room. This was all on the front half. The back half was on ground level – from the upper front half, you had to walk down a short stairs to the back part, which comprised of two bedrooms, a spacious dining area, kitchen, store, a large bathroom and a drying area. The two bedrooms were at each corner, separated by the kitchen and the store. This was an old house, but still in pretty good shape generally. The outer walls of the house were made of thick, sawn timber, but the inner partitions (between the rooms) were thin.

I occupied one of the bedrooms at the back and the other was used by my Grandpa before he died some years ago. This was now used by our live-in maid, Sundari. Sundari was 50 (like Mum) and a widow, since the past 5 years. She has been our maid since I can remember and she brought us up. We fondly called her Aayahmah (literally translated as maid mother) and being the only boy around, I was her pet. Sundari shared a close relationship with my Mum. Her ex-husband worked as a labourer, but life was difficult for them and they could hardly make ends meet. They had a beautiful daughter, Mala, whose upbringing was financed by my parents' right from the start. Sundari, together with Mala, had moved into that room after her husband died (alcohol poisoning) more than 5 years ago. They became an integral part of our family and were very happy. Mala, a few weeks younger than me, had finished school and was now at a nurses' training college in Taiping.

We were third generation Tamils in Malaysia and were Hindus by religion. We observed prayers, fasts and special days, as well as visited the temple regularly. Neither Dad nor Mum smoked or drank alcohol. They were in perfectly good health (neither was overweight nor fat) and actually, looked much younger than their ages. They were careful about their diets but did not prevent us from eating anything that we liked. They were not really conservative but expected a certain discipline from us.

The story to follow happened in late 1976. I had a 2-week semester break and decided to spend all the time at home. Campus was my first time away from home for a long period and I missed my parents and home. For the first week, I was going to be there alone with my parents and Aayahmah. My sister, Leela, who was also having a 2-week semester break, would only come home the following weekend, as she had some assignments to complete. 

I arrived home on Friday evening to the warm welcome of my Dad. Mum was away at a week-long refreshers' course in Kuantan and would be back on Saturday afternoon. I went to greet Aayahmah in the kitchen where she was preparing something for us to eat. She gave me a big hug and asked about my well-being.

Over dinner, Dad was asking me about my course and the campus. He brought me up to date about Sheila, Leela and Mala – how each of them was doing. After dinner, Dad and I went up to watch the news on TV, where he also updated me about the latest news and gossips in town. Aayahmah had her dinner, put away the dishes and cleaned up. 

Around 11pm, I wished Dad goodnight and went to my room. I was feeling tired after the journey. As I went down the stairs, I saw Aayahmah sorting out the dirty clothes for washing. 

"Good night, Aayahmah. It's good to be home again," I wished her.

"Good night, Chellam (translates as sweetheart in Tamil). Sleep well, you must be tired," she replied.

As I lay on my bed, my thoughts were moving from one thing to another, not really focussing on any one subject. I had everything a boy could ask for – I had a good family, I excelled in my studies and sports and I was liked by everyone. But I was a late developer as far as sex was concerned - I had only discovered masturbation when I was close to 16. That was when I saw my first Penthouse magazine, lent to me by my best friend. I soon started reading more about sex and making love – the Kamasutra fascinated me. And, I saw my first porno film (40 mm) when I was 17. 

But, at 18 I was still a total virgin. Sure I liked girls and had many girl friends at school and now, campus, but in our society many things at that young age were taboo. And, due to my late development in this area, I was also very, very ignorant. I never associated my family with sex for example. I never considered my Mum, Aayahmah or sisters in a sexual way. And worse, I didn't even think my parents were having sex – sure they had given birth to us, but I always assumed it was a task, not a pleasure (till I was 15, I still believed that the stork brought the babies from God to earth). Yes at 18, a very ignorant me. I dozed off to a deep slumber.

Woke up late the next day and after a shower, I sat down to have some hot breakfast or rather brunch. Dad had left early for work and would be back at 5pm. Aayahmah sat across me and chatted with me. She asked me about campus, my studies and friends. I gave her all the details. I asked her how Mala was doing and she updated me.

After brunch, I grabbed my bike and cycled to town. No particular purpose, but only to check if any of my former schoolmates were around. Not finding anyone, I cycled around aimlessly and then headed home. I told Aayahmah that I will skip lunch and instead do some homework. She was busy downstairs with the washing and cleaning.

Mum came home at 3pm. She looked as ever elegant in her nurse's uniform. I greeted her with a big hug. 

"Look at you, you have grown darker," she exclaimed.

"Yeah, too much football under the sun, Mum," I replied. "How was your training course?" I asked.

"Oh, the usual, boring refreshers' course," she answered. "Let me go greet Aayahmah and get changed," she continued.

After she had greeted Aayahmah and exchanged some small talk, she went to her room to get changed. "I am going to lay down for a nap, tired after the long week" Mum said. "We will go to the temple later for prayers," she continued.

"Ok, it will be nice to go with Dad and you," I answered.

Dad came home at around 6pm – he had stopped for a haircut on the way home. Mum had already woken up, had a shower and dressed to go to temple. She greeted Dad with a simple "Hi, Athan, how are you?" (Athan is Tamil word which wives use to dearly call their husbands). Dad replied that he was fine and asked her when she had got back. She told him to go take a shower, as we were going to the temple. 

Before leaving for the temple, Mum told Aayahmah to prepare a light thosai (pancake) dinner. Mum looked radiant (even exotic) in her yellow, silk sari - she is about five-ten in height, fair complexion and medium built. Saris always look good on her and with long black hair half way down her back she looked like the Goddess herself. A string of fresh jasmine flowers was fixed to her hair and a red pottu (kumkum powder) adorned her forehead. Dad usually wore a dhoti to temple and with his six foot frame, he looks really aristocratic. Standing in the temple, I couldn't help but admire my parents – they made such a beautiful couple. Some folks in the temple came over to talk to us. Some asked me about the university and my course. We left for home after having some prasadham (sweet rice). 

Aayahmah had made my favourite meal – thosai with coconut chutney. I had a good helping as I had skipped lunch. Everyone was chatty.

"How was your course, Rani?" Dad asked.

"Generally alright, but at times boring. There were some funny moments too" Mum said.

"What funny moments?" Dad asked.

"I'll tell you another time," Mum smiled.

"What funny moments at a nursing course?" I wondered.

Mum turned to me and asked "How is life in campus? Any girlfriends?"

"Knowing him, he would be engrossed in his books and football" said Dad.

"Life is fun, Mum. But I want to establish myself within the campus community first. Girls will have to wait," I replied.

"Do whatever you think is right" said Mum and Dad simultaneously.

After dinner, Dad and I sat for a while in the veranda while Mum helped Sundari clean up. After Mum was done, we went for a short walk around the block to a small playground. We always did that after meals – helps with digestion. We chatted more there and we got back home about an hour later. Mum & Dad sat to watch TV while I went to my room to listen to a live English soccer match on the radio. 

At about 11pm, I came upstairs to get some extra pillows from my sister's room. Aayahmah was already asleep so I couldn't ask her. My parents were probably asleep as well, I thought. As I was looking for the pillows in my sister's room, I could hear voices from my parent's bedroom. For some reason, I put my ear to the thin wall separating the rooms and tried to listen to what they were talking.

"When do you start work again, Rani?" Dad asked.

"On Tuesday, morning shift," Mum replied. "We have to go the market and get provisions tomorrow," she continued, "Leela is also coming to stay next weekend."

"Yes, I know. We'll do it tomorrow," Dad confirmed.

I heard someone opening the door to the common bathroom and minutes later, the shower running. Call it curiosity or call it premonition, I decided to stay a while longer in my sister's room. I switched off the lights in the room and in the darkness I spotted some rays of lights coming through the wall from my parents' bedroom. I checked them and found three tiny holes, from different vantage points, which offered me a clear view into my parents' room. 

Their bed was situated across on the other side of the wall, so I had a perfect view of Dad sitting on the bed reading a book - one of the holes offered that direct view. Another hole offered an angled view to the bed, but a direct view to the dressing table, which had a large mirror. So, I could see Dad's reflection on it. The third hole offered another angled view to the bed from the other side.

My heart stopped beating as I comprehended what I was about to do – I was going to peep on my parents. I wasn't expecting anything really in my ignorance, but I was just so curious.

A few minutes later Mum came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel and a sarong underneath. My eye was glued to the scene before me. Her long hair was undone and she sat in front of the dressing table. I saw her reflection in the mirror as she brushed her hair – she was beautiful. 

"So what were the funny moments at your training?" Dad asked still reading his book. He had his sarong on.

"One of the trainers asked if there was a bone in the penis" replied Mum with a smile.

"Did you answer that?" asked Dad.

"No" said Mum "but one of the junior nurses did."

"The trainer then asked how come the penis becomes so hard, if there is no bone," said Mum.

"Because there's a bone" laughed Dad. He had put away the book and was admiring Mum.

"No, silly. Another participant explained about stimulation and erection" answered Mum.

I was getting mighty interested in their conversation and was glad I stayed. When I heard Mum lock the bathroom door on her side, I waited a while and then quietly opened the door on my side a little, so that I could hear their talk much clearer. I also checked to see if there were any other lights on in the house. Everything was in darkness except the light in their room. I alternated between the three peep holes to have the best view.

"You always said I had a bone," continued Dad.

"When you are hard, it is like a bone, darling," laughed Mum. "Did your bone miss me?" she asked. As she asked that, she was looking away from him (and me). She slipped off the sarong and pulled on a nightgown. In that split second, I saw her naked body from the back. Nice medium built and not much fat at all – my first view of a naked woman in real life, my Mum.

"Yes, he did. He wants you so much," said Dad.

"Did he miss his honey-pot?" asked Mum.

"Yes, and me too. I am starved of your honey, Rani" said Dad.

I could have never imagined that. My parents talking in such erotic fashion. "What else am I in for?" I wondered.

"She's missed him too. And, I have missed you, Athan. One week is too long without you" said Mum, as she approached my Dad. He stood up and they held each other before he bent down to kiss Mum full on the lips. Their hands started roaming over their backs.

"God, I have missed you, da" said Dad. "I want you."

Mum switched on the two table lamps at either side of their bed and then switched off the main room light. On one of the side tables, there were two tumblers, probably filled with milk or plain water. My parents usually drank warm cow's milk before bed. The string of jasmine flowers which Mum had on her hair at the temple was also on that side table.

"Let me worship you first my darling" said Mum, getting down on her knees. She pulled off his sarong and there stood my Dad naked. I gasped at his semi-hard cock – it looked massive. It must have been around 6 to 7 inches long only, but really thick. She planted a kiss on his cock and said "Mmm, I want you in me."

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My Mum and Dad doing things what I'd seen on film! How could it be? How could I have been so ignorant to not imagine them making love. I was getting excited by now, not so much as in sexually stimulated but as in watching the scene unfolding before me.

Dad held her by her head as she slowly took his rod into her mouth little by little. She licked around the head before sliding it back into her mouth. She did this a few times before she gently forced him to sit down at the age of the bed. 

It gave me a chance to admire his now fully-hard cock. Yes, it was truly beautiful – it looked like the mighty lingam. It was really thick and surrounded by a bush of hair. And the head was like a mushroom, beautifully shaped. I was less than 8 feet away from them, on the other side of the wall. 

Mum took off her robe and stood completely naked in front of Dad. His cock twitched when he saw her like that. GOD was she beautiful! Nice rounded breasts, not too big and only a little sag. She had a little tummy fat but fitted well with her figure. Her bums were also nicely rounded, with little sign of stretch. What really caught my eye however was the dark hair between her legs – she was VERY HAIRY! I knew she had hairy armpits (which normally are hidden, as she always wears dresses or blouses with sleeves outside the house) but I never ever imagined that much hair down under. And, that contrast against her fair skin was a sight. I was now turned on as Dad reached out and stroked her pussy hair. 

Mum bent down to kiss him on the lips. I could see their mouths open as they exchanged tongues. Dad was still stroking Mum's pussy gently. Mum put a pillow on the floor and then slid down her knees on it, between Dad's legs. She took hold of his cock and licked it from his balls up to the head and down again. Dad held her head as she manipulated his magnificent tool with her lips and tongue. At one point, she had the whole cock in her mouth and Dad groaned "Ohhhh, Rani....that's soooo nice. He's missed you."

"I know" said Mum, looking up at Dad for a second, "he's talking to me. He wants to give me his honey." 

Dad rested his back against the mattress while Mum increased her sucking. She used one hand on his balls, while she used the other to rub his nipples. 

"Suck me, Rani, make me cum, make me explode" groaned Dad, as Mum expertly used her mouth. She now had only his head in her mouth and sucked on it in small intervals, using her tongue to lick around it in between. She took her long hair and spread it over Dad's thighs. It hid my view slightly but the sight before me was more erotic than anything I'd seen before. My cock was rock hard at that moment, but I forced myself to keep my hand away from it – I wanted to see Mum and Dad till they finished.

Mum held Dad's cock now in her hand and talked to it. "You are mine and I want you," before taking it all the way into her mouth. 

Dad lifted his bums off the mattress as he tried to force more of it in. "Ohhh...Rani, yesss. Suck my cock; suck it. Please Rani ma, please."

Mum increased her sucking tempo and Dad was going wild. He reached out to stroke her long hair back and looked at her with such love and pleasure. "I'm going to explode soon, darling" he cried. Mum looked at him and continued her oral loving, bobbing her head up and down faster, seeing the pleasure she was giving to the man whom she loved and belonged to. 

And then Dad exploded. "Raniii....ma, oh my Darling YESSSSS.....aaaahhhhhh". Mum didn't lose a beat and continued, as Dad humped her mouth. "Oh yesss......Raniiiiiii". After a few more hard strokes, he fell back on the bed and Mum slowly, almost reluctantly, pulled her mouth off his still hard cock. He had shot his load into Mum's hungry mouth.

What happened next was incredible. Mum kept stroking his cock and squeezed out the last globs of his cum which flowed out over the side of his cock. She then placed her mouth over his cock head and let the cum already in her mouth (she had kept it in her mouth without swallowing) pour out over Dad's cock. The sight was amazing – thick cum slowly falling down from her mouth over his cock. It was like the abishegam (worship) done on a Shiva lingam, when milk or yoghurt is poured over the lingam. And, then she sat in front of him, She took the string of jasmine flowers which was on the side table (next to the bed) and circled it around Dad's cock. She kneeled in front of his cock as if in prayer and said "My Lord, My Linga, My Love" before licking of all the cum on his cock and balls and finally, taking his cock once again into her mouth to completely clean it. 

At that precise moment, my cock twitched and exploded, without me even touching it. I muffled my cries on the pillow as I had an intense feeling all the way from my head right down to my toes. Never had I expected to see this, especially my parents engaged in such love acts. I was seeing my parents in a new light.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 01



Dad sat up and looked at Mum. "Rani-ma, I'm yours da, yours only." He stood up and they kissed again before Mum rested her head against his chest.

"Was it nice, Athan?" asked Mum. "You came a lot, I love your honey".

"Yes, it was so intense, as always. I am surprised this old cock still cums that much," said Dad.

"It's not old. Look at it" said Mum as she held it. "It's still so hard and it's mine. It's beautiful," she kissed him.

"Let me worship you now my Goddess, let me pleasure you" said Dad lovingly.

They turned and Mum sat on the edge of the bed. Dad got down on his knees now and kissed her. Mum pulled his head down to her breasts and Dad flicked his tongue over the now hard nipples. She had nice, big areoles and nipples and Mum held out her boobs, offering them to Dad. Dad started sucking on them as Mum stroked his hair. After a while Dad looked up at her and said "I need your honey now."

He pushed her back on the bed and spread her legs. He planted kisses on her pussy. My first view of a pussy that close and she was beautiful. Dad used his fingers to part her pussy hair and slowly let his tongue trace along her pussy lips starting from the bottom. One of Mum's hands was at the back of his head, guiding him. She used the other hand to spread the top of her pussy lips when Dad's tongue reached that point, obviously opening up her clit for his attention. Dad then used one hand to knead her bums and the other to touch her breasts and body. It was so beautiful to see them that way. No hurry, no force, just plain simple loving.

I couldn't see much of Mum's pussy at first, apart from the hair but it was a sight to behold, as they set a rhythm – Dad lapped her pussy slowly and when his tongue reached the top, Mum would raise her bums off the bed. This went on for a few minutes till Mum raised her legs up and spread them wide – Dad supported her legs with his hands and licked hungrily. Now I could see her pussy lips open – some pink in the black hair. 

"That's where I came out from," I thought, as I adjusted my now hardening rod.

"Mmmm...Athan. Your tongue is driving me crazy. Make me cum, please Athan, please," cried Mum, as she spread her legs even wider. She used her fingers to spread open her pussy lips, as Dad eagerly moved his tongue up to her clit. He was moving his tongue around her clit, first gently and then with increased tempo, which made Mum cry out for more.

"Yesss....Athan, my darling, I love your mouth and tongue. Please don't stop. I want this everyday," moaned Mum. Her legs were now over Dad's shoulders, as he went about pleasuring his beloved woman.

He looked up at her to say "I love your hairy cunt, Rani. It's beautiful. I love your taste. I want you to cum in my mouth, darling." Then he dived back to her pussy and continued the oral assault with his tongue.

"My pussy is yours, Athan, only yours. It's for you alone. Eat it, make me cum please," cried Mum. She started raising her hips in a constant rhythm to Dad's licking. She now pulled on Dad's hair, trying to pull him into her pussy. "Lick me, lick me, lick me," repeated Mum.

I saw Dad slowly use a finger to rub along her slit as his tongue continued to lap her leaking pussy. I could here the wetness now as Dad inserted a finger into Mum.

"Yesss.....make me cum, Athan, I'm close," cried Mum, "my honey is pouring for you, my love." 

Mum raised her back of the ground as she pushed her pussy hard into Dad's face. "Lick me, Athan, I'm cummmiiiinnnngggg......," as she fucked his face with her hairy pussy, "YESSSS cumminnggggggggggg.....more, more, please Athan, Aaaathan...aathaaaan, don't stop licking. Move your tongue," she cried.

Dad did just that I guess, as Mum gave a mighty push to his face and fell back on to the bed, groaning in pleasure. Dad immediately sat back on the floor and pulled Mum upright using both her hands to a standing position. 

"Squat over my face and pour your honey out", he cried.

He leaned back and Mum stood with her legs on either side of his head and positioned her pussy over Dad's open mouth. His cock was standing up like a flagpole again, hard and twitching. Her legs were apart and she bent her knees slightly to open up her pussy to his face. I actually saw her honey dripping on to Dad's face and heard him cry "Yes, drown me with your love juice, Rani."

Mum held on to his head pulling his mouth to her pussy as she dripped her juice into his mouth. Dad had his hand on her bums, trying to squeeze more juice out of her. His tongue was out as she humped him like that. "Athan....Athan, yesssss....," she cried as another wave of pleasure hit her.

The sight was too much for me and I only stroked twice before my cock spewed out for the second time that night. What a most beautiful and erotic scene – of two lovers pleasuring one another. That they were my parents heightened my pleasure.

Mum continued to move her pussy on Dad's face. "Yesss, Rani, rub your honey all over my face. I love your yoni da. It's mine," cried Dad.

After a while, Mum slid down and sat on Dad's laps. She reached down to grab his mighty lingam and impaled herself on it. "Aaaahmmmma...." she cried, before starting to move slowly to accommodate Dad's fabulous prick inside her cunt. 

"Feels so gooood, Athan," cooed Mum.

"God, I love your pussy da, it's so tight...mmmm," moaned Dad.

What a sight to behold – Dad sitting on the floor and Mum sitting on him, facing him, with his cock buried deep inside her pussy. My cock refused to go down. They moved slowly, no hurry, no rush. She held on to him and kissed him, as she crushed her hard nipples against him.

"Suck my nipples," pleaded Mum, as she leaned back. Dad took one of her nipples in his mouth and sucked on it, then the other. Mum really did have nice boobs.

"I love you, da. I love your cock in me," whispered Mum, as she bounced on his cock.

"Keep me inside you forever," whispered Dad, and pushed up, forcing his rod deeper into Mum.

"Mmm...yesss, nice," cried Mum.

"Squeeze me, Rani," pleaded Dad, followed by "Yesss.... "

Mum was obviously milking his cock.

"Let's get up on the bed," said Mum.

"Okay, hold on," said Dad and without parting from Mum, slowly stood up with Mum still impaled on his prick, her legs wrapped around his hips and her hands around his neck. Dad turned around and sat down slowly on the bed, eventually lay down on his back. Mum didn't miss a beat and now started riding his cock – her hairy pussy going down on Dad's mighty cock was so clear before my eyes and it was a sight to behold. I stood mesmerized as I witnessed this finest union of lingam and yoni, my Dad and Mum.

Mum started moving faster now, fucking Dad. On every downwards movement, Dad pushed up, his bums lifting off the mattress, as he pushed his full length into Mum. And then I heard it for the first time....

"Fuck me, darling. Fuck me hard. I love your big cock," cried Mum in obscene pleasure, her long hair swirling around as she rode Dad. I had never heard my Mum or Dad use swear words till that moment. 

"GODDDD, it feels so good, Athan. Fuck me..." she continued, looking at Dad with so much passion and heat. She used her hands to support herself against Dad's shoulders and started really humping him. Her breasts were moving and Dad reached out to pull on her nipples, as he continued his upward thrusts in unison to Mum's downward force. 

"GOD...Rani ma, your pussy is so wet and tight. It feels so good, I love it," groaned Dad.

"Yes, Athan. It feels so good around your cock. I love your cock, it's mine. Fuck me, Athan," cried Mum.

I started stroking my cock in tandem with my parents. Never in my wildest dreams had I expected this. They were beautiful together. Not obscene, just very erotic....and there was so much LOVE. The look on Mum and Dad, the way they touched each other, the way they kissed each other, the way they moved together, the way they fucked....like the God and Goddess...just LOVE.

Their urgency increased as the ultimate bonding seemed near. 

"Let's explode together, da" cried Dad.

"Yes, Athan, I'm near, just fuck me hard with your love stick. Yesssss....like that," cried Mum,

as she started to grind her pussy really hard against Dad, while he lifted his back off the bed again. Mum held on to his bums now and tried to pull him as deep as possible and then she virtually screamed, "Nowwwww.......yesssssssssssss."

"Rani..... Rani........YESSSSSSSS........cum my darling, cum on my cock...." moaned Dad as Mum started her explosion.

"Athan...Athaaaaannnn.....yes, cummminnngggggggggggg, God Athan......feels so good. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee," screamed Mum.

And then Dad really started pounding her pussy, holding Mum by her hips and crying "Exploding Rani......my cock is exploding.....aaaahhhhh....squeeze it, milk it dry, Rani. Maaa..........yessss...more, more.......crush my cock in your pussy."

They went at it like jack-rabbits for another five minutes or so till Mum screamed again "Athan....Athaaann.....fuck me...fuck me till I die....I want to die like this...on your cock...fuck me........YESSSSSS....cumminnggggg again, Athan.....maaaa." She fell forward on his chest, but kept on grinding her hips.

My cock spurted out an impressive third load of cum. The pillow was soaked with my cum as were my shorts and my cock was still rock hard. I had witnessed an act of love like never before. My eyes were glued to them.

They were still moving, but slowly – strokes to prolong the pleasure, I was to learn much later. Mum lay on top of Dad and kissed him all over his face. "I love you, Athan," she kept repeating between kisses. She reached out to pick up the string of jasmine flowers which lay on the floor.

Mum lifted herself gently off Dad's cock and placed one hand under her pussy, as if to cover it. With the other hand she put the jasmine flowers around the base of Dad's cock. She then sat back on his cock and started riding again slowly. "Your cock and my pussy are now married, Athan," she cried, "we are one always" and fell back on him, never once stopping the gyration of her pussy on Dad's phallus. My cock stirred again.

After a few more minutes of that, Mum got off Dad's cock and replaced it with her mouth. She cleaned his cock of all their honey and then took a tumbler of milk and offered it to Dad. He took a sip and passed the rest to Mum. She then lay back by the side of Dad, both on their backs.

For me, it was seeing two people who were so deeply in love and who had just made such intense, passionate and taboo-less love. Seeing them lay there, I was really spellbound. Mum, fair skinned nice rounded breasts and an extremely hairy pussy – her legs were partly opened. Dad, a little fairer than Mum, little hair on his chest, but a mighty tool between his legs. His cock was now flaccid but what a beauty. They were made for each other. They looked lovely. And, they were MY parents. I was proud and felt really good.

Laying there, in the after-glow of their love-making, they talked to each other.

"It was fantastic, Athan. God, I love you so much. I love your cock, my lingam. I wish I could keep you in my pussy forever," said Mum, as she touched Dad's cock.

"Yes, Rani, my Goddess. You give me so much pleasure. I love you," said Dad, as he inserted a finger into Mum's leaking pussy and brought it back to his mouth to suck on it. "I love your yoni da. I wish I could hide in your pussy and be with you all the time."

Moments later, Mum got up kissed Dad's cock once again before heading to the bathroom. I immediately closed the bathroom door on my side. She came back a few minutes after that, dried herself with the towel and pulled Dad by his tool gently. Dad got up to use the bathroom. Mum took a sip of milk and got into bed. Dad came back, dried himself and tied his sarong. He drank some water from the other tumbler before getting into bed. They hugged each and with a final kiss, said goodnight and switched off the lights.

I looked at the clock and it was 1a.m. They had been making love for almost two hours. I quietly made my way back downstairs to my room, carrying the wet pillow with me. My shorts were also damp. In my room, I changed my shorts, switched on the ceiling fan and after a glass of water I switched off the light and got into bed.

I reflected on what I'd seen, re-enacting every scene from the start. God, it was so erotic and beautiful. As image after image of my parents making love flashed through my mind, I felt nothing but sheer joy for them. My cock was getting hard again and I stroked it slowly.

I did not want to replace my Dad between Mum's legs or to have Mum suck my cock or the likes. Far from that, I was in total respect of them – they were made for each other. Seeing them having such pleasure, I wanted to be like them, to find a woman like Mum whom I could fully satisfy like Dad did and she, me - and to love each other for eternity, just like my parents. But God, did I want to see my parents making love again........my cock erupted again as the image of my Mum crying out on my Dad's cock flashed in my mind. "I love you Mum, I love you Dad", I whispered before turning around to catch some sleep.

Some time during the night I had a dream. Mum was riding Dad and crying out "Fuck me with your beautiful cock, Athan. Fill me up with it and cum in my pussy. It needs your love, let's make a baby."

"Yesssss, Raniii.....ma, my Goddess, here it comes da......my love juice....filling your yoni up", cried Dad, "let's make our baby".

"Athan....aathaaaaaan......am cumminggg on your cock, am making our baby," screamed Mum, as they exploded together. 

Mum lifted herself off Dad's cock and sat on Dad's chest. She opened her pussy lips and told Dad with so much love "Look Athan, look inside my yoni, there's our baby, do you see it?"

"Yes, Rani, I see our baby da", replied Dad looking inside Mum's love tunnel.

I looked into the tunnel - I saw myself.

(to be continued)



Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 02



On Sunday morning, I awoke to the sun's rays peeking through some openings in the wooden walls of my room. I looked at my bed-side clock and it was 8:40. I was about to get out of my room to use the toilet, but stopped when I heard voices outside my room (from the dining area). My room door was slightly open, so I could clearly here the conversation.

"You look radiant this morning, Rani-ma," Aayahmah complimented Mom, "such a happy and satisfied look. Your face and eyes tells a story of so much love."

"Ohh you! Don't tease me-lah, Sundari. A week away from the man I love. What did you expect apart from a passionate night of love-making?" laughed Mom.

"Yes, I would have expected that. Annan (translates as big brother in Tamil) would have missed you too and wanted you so much," said Aayahmah. "You two are truly made for each other" she continued.

"Yes, I am so lucky to have him," said Mom. I nodded in agreement.

"And he, you" replied Aayahmah. Again I nodded. "Here's your coffee, Rani-ma."

It was an interesting conversation between Mom and Aayahmah. They were so open with each other.

"I wish you could also enjoy the same womanly pleasures as I do, Sundari," said Mom. "You know that you are like my sister. And you know that I did try some years ago after your hubby died, to persuade my hubby to take you as his second wife and satisfy you as a woman, but he's not the least interested. He's never raised that issue again. Not that it's you - he's just not interested in any other woman. Says he's got more than enough woman in me," explained Mom further.

"I can believe that Rani-ma. He finds total satisfaction in you" said Aayahmah. "You two are the perfect couple -- blessed from the heavens. Long may you live as Man and Wife" she said in a truly sincere tone. "Not once in the last 27 years that I have been working for you has Annan ever tried to flirt with me, he only has you in his eyes" continued Aayahmah. 

"I may have been unlucky to have lost my husband early and not be able to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh anymore, but in another sense I am really blessed to be a part of your wonderful family. The way you and Anna have treated Mala and me, what more could I ask for. I am truly happy here with you all" said Aayahmah.

There was silence for some seconds -- I assumed that they were just hugging and comforting each other. Then Mom said "I'll take his coffee up to him and after that we are going to the market. Anything else needed besides the shopping list we made yesterday?" asked Mom.

"No, I think we got everything noted" replied Aayahmah.

I waited for a while, till I heard Dad's car driving away. Then I came out of my room and went to use the toilet, after which I headed for the kitchen to have my morning mug of coffee. Aayahmah was making it for me and handed it over to me.

"Good Morning, Aayahmah," I wished. "Have Mom and Dad left for the market?" I asked.

"Good Morning, Mohan. Yes, they just left and should be back before 11:00. You know how crowded the market is on Sundays" replied Aayahmah.

"Did you have a good sleep?" she asked.

"Yes, a wonderful sleep," I said. "May I ask you something, Aayahmah?" I muttered.

"Sure, Chellam" she replied.

"How long have you known Mom and Dad?" I asked.

"More than 27 years, since your Mum was pregnant with Sheela" she replied. "We have shared a lot together. She's like my sister and your Dad like my brother" she continued.

Aayahmah was wearing a sari -- she always wore a sari around the house. Only when she did gardening, she used slacks and a shirt or t-shirt - she had a nice garden patch at the back, where she grew some green vegetables, as well as flowering plants like jasmine, hibiscus and daisies. She was around the same height as Mum, though she had a bigger frame, but she wasn't fat. 

After the events of last night and the conversation I overheard this morning, I was seeing her in a different perspective -- as a woman. She was darker than Mum but beautiful, with sharp, lovely facial features and hardly any wrinkles. She had really nice, round eyes and sensual, thick lips and a pretty nose, adorned with a gold stud. Her hair was as long as Mom's and she always tied it into a bun at the back. Her sari was well draped around her body and didn't show any flesh. All I could make out was her wide, well-rounded buttocks.

"Do you miss your husband, Aayahmah?" I asked.

"As a husband, NO!" she replied with bitterness. "It was an arranged marriage and he seemed a good man when we were first married. But when I was pregnant with Mala, he lost his job as an attendant in the hospital, due to his drinking habit. Your parents advised him many times, but he never changed. Your Dad even found for him jobs as a gardener in the post-office, but his drinking destroyed everything. Life for Mala and me was hell. I never found any satisfaction from him as a husband and Mala never as a father. Only your parents kept us alive and well" she said with tears in her eyes.

"And, why are you so curious this morning, my son?" asked Aayahmah.

"Nothing really, I was just wondering. Why didn't you re-marry?" I asked.

"What? Who would want to marry me?" she asked. "And, in our society, it's unthinkable" she continued.

"Why not? I have a Tamil friend in campus whose Mom married a second husband at 55," I answered as I kept admiring her pretty face. "And, hey, I would marry you if I was a little older," I joked.

She stared at me, laughed and then hugged me. "You always knew how to melt my heart, even when you were a baby" she said, holding my head to her bosom. "Now go take your bath" she ordered.

Our bathroom downstairs was really large. Water from a tap was collected in a large porcelain tub, which helped make the water chill. We then used a plastic container (with a handle) to take the water from the tub and pour it over ourselves -- a manual shower, you can say. I loved having a shower like that. 

Within the bathroom, there was also a square block of concrete, about waist height, on which there was a granite stone cemented. This was where Aayahmah used to wash all our clothes on (no washing machine in those days or at least, we couldn't afford one). Mom had however instilled discipline in my sisters that their panties and bras should be washed by themselves and not left around in the bathroom or laundry pail for someone else to wash. 

After a shower and change of clothes, I went to grab a small breakfast of cream crackers with coffee. And, then I went upstairs to read the morning newspapers. Call it boredom or curiosity I decided to look into my parents' bedroom. Spick and span, windows open to air the room and their bed was done -- Mom was a perfect housekeeper. I sat on their bed and looked at the wall where the peepholes were. They were not clearly visible from the bed but when I went closer to the wall, I could make them out. Were my parents aware, I wondered.

Finding nothing more of interest there, I came downstairs again. Aayahmah was in the bathroom washing clothes. I saw her standing there with a pile of clothes on the floor. She had removed her sari and stood there with her long under-skirt (called pavadai in Tamil), which she had folded, so it only came to her knees, and her blouse -- she did this to prevent her sari and pavadai from getting wet. I stood at the door to the bathroom and on the pretext of starting a conversation I began to admire her body. Many a time I had seen her in that same clothes, but today she appeared different to me....as a truly desirable woman.

"Do you feel lonely sometimes, Aayahmah?" I started. I took in her body. Her blouse held back what seemed a large pair of tits, tightly packed in her bra. Her cleavage indicated some juicy melons in there, waiting to be freed. Her legs tapered off from her fleshy thighs and rounded buttocks to her slender feet and toes. I'd never noticed the hair on her legs before and my mind wondered.

"What's with your questions today?" she asked and then replied my question, "Not when you all are around. When it's only your parents and me here, yes, sometimes I do get lonely. But I keep myself occupied -- reading, sewing, gardening" she said, as she scrubbed my jeans on the stone.

"Don't you have friends in the neighbourhood here?" I asked, admiring her nice mid-section - a slight tummy with a nice navel showing. The outline of her panties was evident against her pavadai and yes, she had a nice round ass.

"I do, but I keep my distance" she replied. "I don't like gossiping and there are quite a few bitches in the neighbourhood" she continued.

As she kept scrubbing the clothes one after the other, I was getting turned on by her movements. Her breasts were jiggling as she bent over a little to scrub, her body moving in rhythm. It looked so erotic to watch and a flash of Mom riding Dad last night came to my mind. I felt my cock stirring.

"Do you have a girlfriend now, Mohan?" asked Aayahmah.

"No" I replied.

"But, you do like girls, don't you?" she asked.

"Yes, but I haven't found anyone to my liking" I replied. "Anyway, I don't want to get settled now. I want to enjoy myself first" I said.

"You mean you want to fool around, break many girls' hearts and then settle down. All boys are the same" she laughed.

"No, I won't break any woman's heart. I will adore them with respect" I replied.

Just then we heard Mom calling from the front. Aayahmah told me to go help carry the stuff from the car while she quickly draped and tied her sari. I made two trips to carry the stuff from the car to the kitchen, with Mom and Dad helping. Aayahmah in the meantime was putting the washed clothes out to dry under the sun. 

Mom sat down at the dining table with a glass of cold lemonade and asked me if I'd had breakfast which I confirmed. She was wearing slacks and a blouse. I sat across from her and admired her. Around her neck, she wore a thin gold chain and a thicker chain carrying her thali (the thali is tied on a yellow string around a woman's neck by her husband on their wedding day; Tamil, women swear by it and it is only removed when the husband dies). She had a pair of lovely earrings and a matching nose ring too. She looked beautiful, a living goddess -- rich facial features with high cheek bones, lovely eyes, sharp nose and beautiful inviting lips. An image of those enticing lips wrapped around Dad's thick cock last night flashed across my mind.

Aayahmah interrupted my thoughts. "What shall we cook for lunch?" she asked Mom.

"What would you like Mohan? Anything special that you yearn for?" asked Mum.

"A woman like you, Mum" I thought. "What about chicken korma, Mom?" I muttered.

"Ok, it's been some time since we cooked chicken anyway. Let's make some korma plus some stir-fried chicken with briyani rice, and tomato-cucumber salad plus stir-fried cabbage. That should be enough" said Mum. "For dinner, we could have chapatti with the left over korma, ok?" Mum said to Aayahmah who nodded in agreement.

We had lunch around 2pm. Delicious home-cooked food. Both Mom and Aayahmah were great cooks. After lunch, Dad had his usual Sunday afternoon nap on his easy-chair in the veranda while Mom was on the sewing machine for a while before taking a nap on her easy chair in the hall. "Resting after their extended love-making last night" I thought. They looked so peaceful in their sleep -- both Mom and Dad. Maybe that's why I had been so ignorant -- their gentle, peaceful and pure outer images did not equate with the erotic scenes I witnessed the night before. In the privacy of their room, they unleashed their love, passion and eroticism to the fullest.

I admired both Mom and Dad for a while longer before heading downstairs. Aayahmah was having her nap too, so I just lay on my bed and read a book for an hour or so. My room door was open. It was around 4:30pm when I heard a door being shut upstairs. I quietly looked to see who it was and not seeing anybody, I went upstairs to check. Both Mom and Dad were missing and their bedroom door was closed. I quickly went into my sisters' room to check what they were up to. I heard someone having a shower as I took a peek to one of the holes.

Mum was sitting on a mat on the floor doing some yoga and stretching exercises. She had nothing on but her blue panties. Her hair was tied to a bun on the top of her head. She was sitting sideways to my view. Her eyes were closed as she concentrated on her breathing, using her stomach muscles. Her softball-sized breasts followed the movement of her breathing. I really think that her yoga helped her maintain her youthfulness and her frame. God, what a woman! I could see sweat dripping down her face and body which indicated that she had been doing that for some minutes already. 

The bathroom door opened and Dad came out wearing a towel which did little to hide his swinging prick -- it was semi-hard. He looked at Mom and asked "Finished?"

"Yes, just about" she replied. "The short nap and the yoga did me good and I need just one more thing to do before going for my shower" she continued, as she got up and moved towards him. She tilted her face upwards towards Dad as her hand went under his towel, grabbing his cock roughly. Dad kissed her as she took out his now hardening cock, his hands squeezing her ass.

She gently broke off the kiss, while pushing back the foreskin of his love tool and asked "I need my special honey after that workout -- will you feed me, Athan?"

Dad just nodded, kissed the pottu on her forehead and gently guided her down to his massive tool. It looked gigantic, peeking out from under the towel. Mum looked up at him, smiled and put her tongue out to lick the swollen cock head. She said "Yum, yum" before engulfing the whole prick into her mouth in one swift action.

It was bright daylight and here were my parents locked in their room, Mom orally pleasuring Dad's cock. It was as if that was the most natural thing for her to do, so real and at ease with each other's body. I quickly looked out of the window to check if Aayahmah was still in her room and after being sure, I partially closed the door of my sister's room and continued with my viewing of this wonderful love act.

Mom was on her knees now and had her hands on Dad's buttock, pulling him. Dad held his hands behind Mom's head and fucked her mouth with a steady rhythm. His fingers were stroking Mom's silky hair. Her back was towards me and I admired her body. 

"Ohhh God, Rani....I love your mouth around my cock. It's as tight as your pussy" he whispered, probably being aware that their window was open.

"Mmmmm..." was all Mom could reply.

"Did they do this every Sunday? Did Mom always do her yoga in the nude? How often does she suck Dad's cock?" I wondered, staring in awe at my Dad's truly magnificent prick, sliding in and out of Mom's mouth.

"I really love your cock, Athan. I love your taste...mmmm" said Mom as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his shaft to the base, then licking it all the way back to the head. Her tongue swirled around the swollen, mushroom head. She now pulled the towel completely away from Dad. She lifted his hairy sac and then took his balls, one after the other, into her mouth before sucking them both into her mouth.

"Raniiii..." groaned Dad, his hands tightening behind her head. Mom was nibbling on the underside of his cock. Dad's fingers undid Mom's hair bun and let her hair fell down over her body. He stroked her silky straight hair as Mom held his mighty tool with both hands. 

"I want your honey, Athan. I want you to explode in my mouth. I need it now, please" pleaded Mom before taking his cock deep into her mouth. She had his full length completely in her mouth.

"How can she manage that size in her petite mouth?" I wondered. By now, my cock was out, throbbing, my right hand stroking it, spellbound by the sight.

She then started sucking hard as Dad began to really screw her mouth. In and out went his rod, like a piston, and I started to wank my hard tool in tandem. Mom had her eyes open and she looked at Dad lovingly, while he continued his assault of her mouth. There was so much love in her eyes, as if they were urging him to empty his cum into her hungry mouth.

Dad started to stiffen and then groaned "YESSSS, Rani...SUCK MEeeeee.....I am going to explode now" holding Mom's head steady.

Just at that moment, Mom pulled away her mouth from his rod and pointed his cock head to her open mouth, stroking it with such authority, her eyes glued to his. She then sat in a squatting position with both her soles flat on the floor, her legs obscenely open wide. 

"Shoot it into my mouth, Athan. I want to see your love spurting out of your cock. Cum all over my face. Shower it over my breasts. Cover me with your love juice, Athan. Explode, darling..." pleaded Mom.

At that moment, Dad took hold of his mighty cock with his fingers and with a stroke of his hand, shot his load into Mom's open mouth. "Raniiii, cummmiiiinnngggg my love, yessss...." groaned Dad. His ass tightened and his body shuddered as he erupted -- his thick love stick throbbing and shooting stream after stream of white honey into Mom's wide open mouth, which hungrily swallowed the nectar of love. Further streams splashed on her forehead and chin and the last strong squirts from his cock head landed on her tits and thali. Dad's legs were shaking from his powerful release.

My cock exploded at that very instant -- thick boy cum shot onto the wall, as I muffled my cry of pleasure, while increasing the power of my strokes. I aimed my shots on the wall like Dad was doing. I felt my whole body shivering with the powerful release. 

"Yes, Athan, keep cumming. Cream all over me" cried Mom, as Dad's fingers squeezed out more cum out of his fabulous lingam over her breasts. I stood spellbound at the amount of thick white semen that Dad had shot -- it was dripping down Mom's face and body and she used her tongue to lick it off. She then used her hands to rub the remainder all over her face, her red pottu now smeared with all that love juice. She proceeded to massage his cum all over her breasts, her nipples now hard. She then held her thali up against his cock and kissed his cock and thali, before taking the pleasure rod again into her mouth to fully clean it.

What a sight that was -- Dad standing naked, holding his huge cock. Mom squatting there in nothing but her blue panties, her body glistening with Dad's cum, licking her lips like a satisfied cat. It was so erotic, so beautiful to watch -- there was so much love and desire, so much want in what they did, my loving parents.

Mom rubbed her lips all over Dad's cock before sucking it one more quick time, gave his cock head a gentle kiss then got up and kissed Dad and said "I've got my special body and facial cream. I'm going for a shower now. Save the rest for tonight. I want you to screw me silly."

Dad hugged her and trailed his right hand to her crotch. He put his fingers inside her panties and touched her hairy pussy. He then brought the finger to his mouth and sucked it. "Mmm...nice. I want that tonight darling." He squeezed her bums and let her go.

As Mum turned her front towards me, I took her in -- God, she was truly beautiful. A woman made for pleasure -- a goddess of love. Her thali hung around her neck, her beautiful breasts showing no signs of sag despite three children and her panties could hardly cover her hairy pussy. No wonder Dad had no interest or need for any other woman.

She waited while Dad quickly went to the bathroom to wash (his cock probably) and went in, after Dad came out wiping his cock dry with the towel. I looked at Dad's cock in admiration as he started to wear his clothes. It was a beautiful tool alright and enough cock to satisfy any woman. No wonder Mom's crazy about it. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 02



I put my sticky cock back into my shorts and wiped the cum dripping down the wall with my t-shirt. As I stepped out of my sister's room, I bumped into Aayahmah, who had come up to put the tea tray for my parents in the living room. She looked surprised and asked me what I was doing in my sister's room. Told her that I needed to use the bathroom badly and rushed to my sister's room, only to find that someone was using it already. Aayahmah looked at me and then towards my parents' bedroom, before looking at me again suspiciously. I stepped past her to go downstairs.

I used the bathroom downstairs to clean myself and then went to my room. I was contemplating on going to play hockey or football at the town field and changed into my shorts. As I came out of my room, I saw Aayahmah going to the garden, wearing her slacks and t-shirt. I waited a while and decided to join her instead.

She had a nice garden patch. She was weeding the vegetable bed when I went in there.

"Can I help you, Amah?" I asked.

"Yes, if you want to. Collect all the weeds and put them on that heap there and then light the fire to burn the rubbish, will help to keep the mosquitoes away" she told.

I did what she asked and admired her sitting there, while she worked. Her large but firm breasts were now evident in her t-shirt. They certainly appeared larger than Mom's. Now and then she looked up to me and smiled. 

Then I helped to water the plants, while she collected some fresh jasmine flowers. She gave these fragrant flowers to me on a tray and said "Go rinse it lightly and then give it to Mom. She needs it for prayers." 

I did as she requested - I took the flowers to the sink to gently rinse them under the running water and took it up to the prayer room.

Mom was sat there after her bath, getting ready for prayers. The oil lamp was lit and the incense smoldering. I gave her the jasmine and stood there watching. She was wearing a simple cotton sari and had her hair loose. A nice and fresh, red pottu adorned her forehead. She put the jasmine flowers for the deities and sat down in silent prayer, in meditation. I admired her as she sat there with her eyes closed, her palms together in prayer. My eyes roved over her - from her beautiful face, to her breasts and the rest of her body. I felt my mind wondering, reflecting back on what I'd seen the night before as well as a few hours ago. My Mom, my perfect woman, my Goddess and what a woman! I felt myself getting turned on just admiring her and decided to leave -- go get a cold shower.

The evening progressed. After a light dinner at around 8pm we (Mom, Dad and me) went for our usual walk around the neighborhood. There was a full moon and quite a few people were also out and so we stopped every now and then to exchange some small talk. We came back around 9pm and sat down in the living room to watch the news on TV, followed by "The Fugitive".

About half way through "The Fugitive", Dad said he was going to have a shower and go to bed, as he had to work the next day. Mom sat there, still in her sari, watching TV with me. Aayahmah came up a little later with a glass of warm milk and a pitcher of cold water. She then wished us good night and went downstairs to her room. As "The Fugitive" ended about 10 minutes later, Mom wished me good night and took the milk and water to her room. It was around 10:20pm. I told Mom that I was going to watch TV a while longer, but I had other plans in my mind -- I was going to see their promised love show.

About 15 minutes later I went into my sister's room quietly, leaving the TV as well as the lights in the living room switched on. I quickly peeked into one of the holes. Dad was lying on the bed, wearing his sarong and reading a magazine. A few minutes later, Mom came out of the bathroom, wearing a towel around her. She stood in front of the dressing table and combed her hair before knotting it up at the back to a bun. She then walked over to the bed, poured some water from the pitcher into an empty tumbler and took a sip. She then switched on the side lights and switched off the main room light. 

She pulled away the magazine Dad was reading and threw it to the floor. She let her towel fall, bent down to kiss him on his lips and whispered something which I couldn't hear. She then lifted one leg over Dad's head onto the bed and lifted herself into a sitting position above Dad's face, then kneeled down and lowered her hairy pussy on his face, her knees on either side of his head, locking him into position.

"Kiss me, Lick my pussy -- you have wanted to do this all day, haven't you?" said Mom as Dad's tongue made the first contact to her pussy. 

"Yessss, mmm.....feels so good" uttered Mom, as she held on to the headboard and moved her pussy over Dad's face, trying to find the optimal pleasure contact. Dad had both his hands behind on Mom's bums and slowly squeezed them, as well as pushed them forward and backward in motion. His eyes were locked to hers as his tongue pressed and lapped at her pussy.

Mom lifted her body up and lifted Dad's face with her hands to her pussy, trying to pull him into her. "I love fucking your face with my pussy" she cried as she humped his face. "My Darling, my God, lick me, lick me everywhere.....yessss.....lovely...." she moaned in rhythm with her pumping against his mouth. Her breasts were swinging in motion to her humping, her nipples now hard.

Dad held on to her bums, as Mom pumped his face vigorously. His sarong was beginning to tent, as his mighty lingam rose. Mum lifted both her breasts and started to pull one nipple after the other, as Dad ate her, making wet licking sounds, his face glistening with her honey.

I had my cock out now, hard and stroking, as I watched Mom. She was an incredible sight -- so full of pleasure, so erotic. She now let her hair loose and rubbed her pussy all over Dad's face, her face contorted in sheer lust.

"Ohhhh...mmmmmm...uunnnhhhh....Athan, so good, I love your tongue" moaned Mom in pleasure. She again lifted herself up and spread her pussy lips wide with her fingers. She then guided Dad's mouth to her pussy and said "Yessss...there, lick my clit, suck it" and then cried "Mmmmmm...Athaaan...yessss...Athaaan.......keep doing that". She had her fingers in his hair, urging and pulling him tighter against her cunt.

"Fuck me with your tongue, Athan.....yesss...like that...stick your tongue deep inside me" cried Mom as she increased her humping. I could hear the sound of wetness as Dad continued to pleasure the woman he loved, wanting her to release. 

"Yesss...Athaaan......going to cum....yes, yes, yes........YESSSSSSSSSSSSS" she virtually screamed as she started to squirm and thrash against Dad's face. Her whole body jerked and convulsed as she climaxed "Yes.....mmmmmmaaaaaa........Athaaaannn." She held on to the headboard as she humped Dad's face with sheer animal ferocity, her thali and breasts swinging in tune to her movements. That look on her face as she came over Dad's face took me over the edge and I shot my wad onto the wall.

Mom continued to rub her now soaking wet pussy all over Dad's face, before lifting herself up and letting her honey drip over him. "God, Rani....you're so wet, I love your pussy, I love your honey, da" said Dad, lapping up the pussy juice which dripped down from its hairy source. 

Mom looked at him with love and satisfaction and cooed "Your mouth and tongue did that, Athan. I love your tongue. And, I'm so wet....... God, I want you so much."

Mom stood up and turned around, facing Dad's feet and then lowered her pussy back onto his face again. She then untied Dad's sarong and pulled it away. Dad's colossal cock came into view. Mom's fingers circled around the shaft and stroked it before saying "I want you inside me."

She lowered her mouth and slowly engulfed Dad's throbbing cock, her thali now hanging over his balls. Dad continued to lick her pussy and ass. I couldn't believe what I was seeing -- my parents spooned together, doing the 69. Never in my wildest fantasies had I expected this. They looked beautiful like that, together, Mom bobbing her head up and down on Dad's fantastic cock, while still fucking his face with her pussy and Dad licking Mom's pussy and ass like a hungry puppy, while his cock fucked her mouth in a steady rhythm. They looked so natural together, their bodies perfectly fitting each other. I imagined the scenes described in the Kama Sutra.

As if my wish was heard, Mom lifted her mouth off Dad's boner and virtually sat on Dad's face for a few seconds, holding on to his head, his nose buried deep in her pussy, his tongue still lapping at her dripping cunt. They really were into intimate oral loving. Then Mom bent forwards on to Dad's torso and slid down his body, leaving a wet trail behind. As her pussy approached Dad's groin, she held onto his legs, reached out to his feet and kissed them, before raising herself to sit up on his body, her back to his view. 

Grabbing Dad's majestic prick, she stroked the throbbing length and said "I need you in me now." She lifted her ass off his body, held his prick upright and lowered herself onto the throbbing rod, burying it to the hilt in one go.

"Uuunnnhhhh..." she growled like an animal in heat. She raised and lowered herself in rapid succession, getting her hairy, wet pussy nicely adjusted to that mighty meat, and then started a steady fucking rhythm. "Yes, yess, yesss..." she cried "fuck me with your thick cock, Athan.....fuck meeee...." 

She was facing his legs and riding him like crazy -- up and down and around. She was on fire, her head contorted in sexual frenzy, her hair flailing everywhere. Dad kept in constant tandem with her, raising his hips of the bed, as he drove hard and deep into her. 

"Harder, Athan. Shove your lovely cock into me, darling....deeper; harder.....fuck meeee..." Mom screeched. Dad obliged by elevating her off the bed on his cock. "Unnhhhhh...yessss, like that.......Goddd.....I love your cock, Athan....I love every fucking inch of it" she gasped and "...sooooo...deeeeep", she cried, when Dad gave a mighty shove.

My fingers never left my cock which was throbbing again, watching this amazing love show.

The words Mom was uttering stunned me and probably changed my life forever. There was so much pleasure in her words, so much love. They probably had fine tuned the art of love over the years since they were married (or before). Every motion was so natural -- not the mechanical stuff you see in porn films today. Both were aggressive lovers but no one dominating the other

Mom kept pumping Dad's thick rod in a steady motion, moaning and grunting with pleasure. She sat on him with her soles flat on the bed. Dad had his hands under her ass and every time she lifted up, he squeezed those magnificent pounds of flesh. "I love your cunt....so fucking tight, Raniii" uttered Dad, the first time I heard the fuck word from him, "and I love your buns."

"You want my special fuck, darling?" Mom asked, "I feel like it tonight," she continued.

"Yes, been a long time, my love....do what you want to my cock, baby" answered Dad.

Mom then did something truly amazing -- without missing a beat, she rotated herself around Dad's cock, just lifted her right leg over his body, rotated herself on his rod, then lifted the left leg to the other side his body and suddenly she was now facing him, her cunt never releasing his cock all the time. It was so fucking erotic that I couldn't hold anymore and shot my second load that night. Spurt after spurt of my cum hit the wall but my cock was still hard watching my parents and I kept stroking.

"Unhhh...mmmmm...yessss...feels so goooood....," moaned Dad.

"Mmmhhhh...yesssss....," cried Mom, as she lowered her body to plant a kiss his lips.

"I love you, my darling....." said Mom, as she humped him strong and hard, her boobs now swinging in motion. Her thali hung over his face and Mom placed it on his lips and pressed her lips to the thali. That was the power of their love.

Dad the reached for her tits and she lowered herself down to allow him to suck on her tits, first one then the other. She started rubbing her hard nipples over his face and Dad responded by squeezing her ass -- their in-and-out fucking not pausing for a second, not losing a beat nor the power. "God, they have really mastered this art of love" I thought, knowing that this was the finest form of love I would ever see

Mom then arched her body down to suck on Dad's nipples, one after the other. Dad's reaction was to hold Mom by her hips, lift his hips and slam his cock into her pussy in a rapid-fire action....like a machine gun.

"Uuuunnnnnhhhhhh...yes, yes, yes.....fuck me, fuck me, my lovely woman" groaned Dad, as he speared Mom repeatedly in quick successions.

"Mmmmhhhhh....yes, Athan...fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee......," Mom screamed and continued "keep your cock inside my pussy forever, Athan...no, it's your pussy...yours and yours alone....love her, fuck her and make her cum on your lovely tool."

She kept pumping him and then did another rotation -- she was facing his legs again. And, then in quick succession, did that again and again. She was virtually spinning on his cock and did quite a few rotations, all the while keeping the up-and-down pumping on Dad's hard cock, using that as the fulcrum of her pleasure hole. "Was this the universal dance of Shiva and Shakti?" I wondered, stroking my cock, close to another explosion.

"Yes, yes, yessss....." cried Mom, impaling herself repeatedly on that extremely strong and massive piece of meat while screwing herself round. She was like a wild woman now, sweat pouring down her face and tears in her eyes. Suddenly she froze - her body stiffened and shuddered, her hands holding on to his thighs, her back to Dad's face and she screamed "Cummmmiiiiiiiiiinggg, yesssss, unnnnnnnnnnnnhhhhhhhhhh, yes,yes,yessssssssss, 

mmmaaaaaaa...Athaaaaaaannnnnnn.....fucccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeee, noww....uunnh...unnnhhh...uuunnnhhhh...yesss," as an explosive orgasm overwhelmed her while she continued to fuck that massive tool in vigor, wanting to give the same mind-blowing pleasure to her lover.

"Unnnhhhhh...Rani maaaaaaaa.....my darlinggggggggggggg...my lovvvvvvvvvvve...squeeze meeeeeee...more, more....yes,yes, yesssss........oh fuck, I'm going to explode......" cried Dad.

"Yes, Athan...my darling, my God.....fuck me....explode inside me.....unhhhhhh...yes, yes, yessssss.....yesssssssssssssssssss, cummminnnggggggggggggg again" cried Mom, as she shuddered again in a second orgasm, triggering what seemed like Dad's eruption.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...unh...unh.........yesssssssssssssss..........let me die in your pussy now....squeeze me, ohhhhhh, mmmmmhhh, yessssssss...fuckk...fuckkk...fuccccckkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeeeeeee," screamed Dad as he lifted Mom off the bed, his cock impaled deep inside her, spurting his love seed deep into her body. My cock spewed its third load of the night then and I marveled at what I had just witnessed

"Yes....cum inside me, darling, fill your pussy with your love...mmmmh....yesssss" moaned Mom, still humping him in a steady rhythm and grinding herself round his still hard cock. Her body continued to spasm in little shivers as the after-shocks of her orgasm hit her. 

"Mmmm...yeah.....keep twitching your cock darling.....feels so good inside me" said Mom.

"Yes, and keep squeezing me da....your pussy muscles are still as strong as when we first made love more than 28 years ago...do you still remember?" asked Dad.

"How can I forget our first night? We didn't sleep did we?" answered Mom.

"You didn't let me sleep" said Dad, still spearing his rod in and out of her.

"How could I leave your beautiful cock alone? The first cock I had seen in my life as a woman and what a cock -- so thick and beautiful -- and it was all mine. God, I love you so much, Athan" said Mom, reflecting back.

Mom bent down and lay on his legs for a while, keeping his cock deep within her. Her daily yoga kept her body so flexible. They lay there like that for a while, relishing the warm afterglow.

"I was a total virgin when I met you and you made me addicted to you and your wonderful cock Athan, wild and crazy for you. I cannot live without you and your cock", answered Mom, as she slowly lifted herself of his cock, turned around to face him and reached for his still hard cock, her fingers circling the massive girth, wet with their combined juices.

She came up to kiss him and then went back down to his cock which she lifted and sucked. She licked up and down the length as if she was licking an ice cream cone and then took the whole length into her mouth to clean it. She really loved his cock and planted little kisses all over the length. Though semi-hard, it was still a wonderful piece.

Mom sat up on the side of the bed and tied her hair again and said to Dad "I'm leaking - you pumped in a gallon of love," before standing up. What Dad did next blew my mind -- he got down to the floor and kissed her pussy. Mom knowing what he wanted spread her legs and he slid his head under her pussy and started lapping the leaking juice from her pussy. He tasted his and her juice. Mom held his head as he licked her thighs, her ass and pussy....like a little puppy. 

"Mmmm..." she moaned. "Don't you get tired of my pussy? It's old" she said.

"Never, my love. Your pussy, no my pussy will never grow old.....if I could I would live inside there forever" answered Dad. 

At that answer, Mom rubbed her pussy harder against his face and said "I love you my darling" and then said "you better get some sleep - you need to be up early for work."

Dad reluctantly got up, hugged her and planted a kiss on her lips. Mom cupped his balls gently before picking up her towel and heading for the bathroom. Dad wore his sarong again and took a sip of water before lying down. The show was over for today and what a show. God, they were incredible or rather insatiable. And, it heightened my love for them -- I was proud to be a product of this intense love they have. I was proud to be a product of Dad's mighty lingam and Mom's godly yoni.

As I turned away from my peephole, still holding my cock in my hand, I froze in cold, frightened shock -- there at the door of the room stood Aayahmah, her hand against her open mouth, shocked to see me there, in that condition. All the good and pleasure I was feeling immediately disappeared. I wished that I was dead then or that the ground would open up and swallow me.

Just as suddenly she left and went down. Not knowing what was going to happen next, I cleaned the mess I had made on the wall with my t-shirt, walked out to the hall and switched off the TV and lights. I made my way downstairs towards my room. 

Aayahmah came out of her room, stared at me angrily and then ordered in a strict voice "Go wash yourself clean and come to my room, I want to talk to you."

"That's it" I thought, quite certain that my parents would hear of it tomorrow and I would have some ear-bashing. I went into the bathroom, discarded my dirty t-shirt, my pants and sticky underwear, washed my cock clean with soap and water, dried myself with a towel and went to my room. I put on my sleeping shorts (always slept with a pair of football shorts only, no underwear or tops) and then headed towards Aayahmah's room.

(to be continued)



Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 03



I hesitated slightly before moving onwards to Aayahmah's room. She meant a lot to me - I respected her and it mattered to me what she thought of me. I did not want my love and respect for her, or likewise her (motherly) love and affection for me, to diminish. 

Her door was slightly ajar and I knocked before letting myself in, still quite anxious as to how she was going to react and more worried about what my parents were going to say the next day when they found out from her. 

Aayahmah was sitting on her bed, reading Kumudam (a Tamil magazine) – she had a large double bed which she shared with Mala (when Mala was home for holidays). She had a long night gown on and her hair was let loose. When she saw me, she put the magazine away and stood up. 

"How long has this been going on? How long have you been peeping on your parents?" she asked me sternly.

"Only since yesterday, Aayahmah. Really, I promise! I heard a noise when I went to get a pillow and out of curiosity, I looked" I blabbered, looking at the floor in shame.

"Please, please don't tell Mom and Dad," I begged. "I will not do it again," I said.

"I am just surprised it's you, Mohan" she said. "I didn't expect you to be doing that so openly, dirty things, you know with your thing out, playing with yourself while you peeped on your parents," she continued. "You were always the good child, so it really shocked me to catch you like that," said Aayahmah.

She walked towards me and touched my face, raising my face up with her right hand to look at her. "Chellam, it's okay. You are a young man now and you will surely have all these boyish urges. So don't be ashamed about it, but please be more discrete – don't let anyone else catch you," she explained.

"And, don't worry, I won't tell your parents, ok?" she continued.

Looking at my still worried face, she said "Smile da. I will keep it our secret."

She moved back to her bed and sat down. Calling to me, she said "Come here and lie down on my laps, Mohan - it's been a long time since you did that. You used to do that so frequently when you were younger."

I obeyed her without any questions and sat down on the bed next to her. I placed my head on her laps, looking away from her towards the wall, and stretched out my legs on her bed, still unsure of whether she will tell on me. She stroked my hair and face and talked to me. Yes, it had been a long time since she mothered me like that.

"I brought you up since you were born, Mohan. You are like my own son, any which way you look at it. Your Mom knows what you and your sisters mean to me, especially you – you were the son I longed for and never had. I have seen you grow up now into a fine person – a caring, intelligent and handsome young man" she told me, with genuine affection. "That's why I was shocked to see you in that state in your sister's room," she continued in her calm manner.

"Did watching your parents make you excited?" she asked, still stroking my hair.

"Yes Aayahmah," was my reply.

"What were they doing?" she asked.

"Everything" I replied.

"What everything?" teased Aayahmah.

"Sex" I answered.

"When two people truly love and want each other, it's not sex, Chellam. It's making love" she explained and then continued "your parents love each other so very much and they express their love in a very physical way," sounding so much like how I felt last night after watching my parents for the first time.

"Was it your first time seeing people like that or?" asked Aayahmah.

"In real life yes, but I have seen some dirty movies and magazines" I answered.

"Really? And, which is better?" she continued with her questions. 

"Nothing could ever compare to what I saw my parents doing, Aayahmah" I told her.

I felt comfortable now, talking openly with her. With my head on her fleshy thighs I brought my left hand to rest on her knee. I moved the back of my head closer to her body, feeling the warmth radiating from her tummy as well as her thighs. I felt a little different too – lying on a woman's legs and no longer just on a mother's legs.

"Have you ever slept with a girl yet?" Aayahmah asked.

"No!" I replied

"Nowhere near a girl? Not even a kiss or a touch?" she persisted with her questioning.

"No, Aayahmah. I am a complete virgin" I answered.

She laughed and said "You are only 18, Chellam. That's alright."

I turned to face her, with the back of my head now resting on her thighs. I looked up to see her beautiful face and body silhouetted against the light. I noticed her large, plump breasts now, underneath her gown, kept safely inside by the buttons on the front of her night gown. She kept stroking my hair and forehead with her right hand while her left hand rested on my tummy.

"Have you heard them before, Aayahmah?" I asked, "My parents in their room, I mean?"

She looked into my eyes before answering me "Now I know why you asked all those funny questions this morning! Yes I have heard them and I have also seen them, Mohan. Just like you, out of curiosity. But that was long ago."

"Will you please keep it our secret? That I have watched them?" she asked.

"Yes, I promise" I replied. 

She bent down to kiss my forehead.

"How do you feel when you see them?" I continued with the questions.

"You are really very curious, aren't you? Excited – they are beautiful to watch, so much love and pleasure. They are made for each other. I did feel envy and frustration too – I wish I could have the same kind of love and pleasures" she responded, her eyes revealed her longing.

I turned my face towards her body, put my right hand around her and hugged her body to me. I felt her breasts against my head and gently moved my head against her tits. I felt her nipples and I heard her gasp, as she bent down to hug me. Then I opened my mouth instinctively and groped on the outside of her gown, trying to find a breast to suck, like a blind, newborn puppy. She immediately pulled away and sat upright. I didn't move, expecting a slap or to be pushed away at any instant.

"You used to drink my milk when you were a baby, Chellam – right up till you were 5. When your Mom used to be on night shifts, you stayed with me and when you saw Mala feeding on my breast, you would be jealous and cry to be fed," described Aayahmah. "You were a hungry child and used to suck on my breasts for hours. Your Mom used to say that you would be a strong child, having the milk from both her and me" she continued. "Sometimes I used to feed Mala on one breast and you on the other, you know" she said, laughing.

I hugged her tightly and planted some gentle kisses on her body after hearing all that.

"I love you, Aayahmah" I uttered, looking into her eyes.

"I love you too, my son" replied Aayahmah, her hand stroking my hair again.

We remained silent for a few minutes, just looking at each other. Aayahmah then took a deep breath and using her left hand, she unbuttoned the top part of her night gown and took out her right breast and offered it to me. "There's no milk now, Chellam, just love for you," she whispered.

I eased my mouth over her breast and felt her moan when my lips closed over her nipple. She held the back of my head with her right hand to support me and pulled me tight against her breast. Being my very first time, I sucked and chewed on her breast, like a baby looking for milk and trying to get the whole breast in my mouth. She laughed softly and guided me. "Go slowly, my son" she whispered. I moved my mouth back a little and just sucked on her now hard nipple, using my right hand to hold her large breast and gently squeeze it. I felt a stirring in my loins.

She looked at me so lovingly while I was sucking her tit, a Madonna's smile on her face. 

"Aaaaah....." she gasped when my tongue licked around her nipple in a circular motion, my hand squeezing the juicy melon in tandem. She used her left hand to gently rub and stroke my back while I greedily sucked on her, all the time staring lovingly at me.

"Wait, Chellam" she said and pulled my head off her right breast. Then she put her hand into her night gown again, took out her left breast and guided my open mouth to her boob. 

"Aaaaah" she sighed again when my mouth made wet contact with her left nipple.

Both her breasts were in the open now – I was sucking her left breast while my hand was gently squeezing her right. Her breast was indeed large and I could not get it all completely in my hand. It sagged a little but was quite firm and fleshy to hold and her skin felt so soft and smooth. Her breasts were of a lighter shade than her hands and her large, dark areolas coupled with her dark nipples made her breasts look so beautiful and sexy. Her nipples were like mini phalluses. I brought my fingers to her nipple and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger. All the time, my lips and tongue were teasing her left nipple. 

"Mmmmm" she responded. 

I felt the heat radiating from underneath me, from her loins. 

I pulled my head back and said "I love you, Aayahmah", before burying my face between her breasts, rubbing my face over them.

"My son, my son, my son" she cried, hugging me hard.

I mauled her tits and chewed and sucked her nipples in an urgent frenzy, alternating between her left and right orbs. Then I held her breasts together and tried to get both nipples into my mouth at the same time. Hungrily I grunted and salivated on her tits for some more minutes, enjoying my first sexual experience. My cock was by now rock hard and throbbing.

I sat up and held her face in my hands. "Let me love you, Aayahmah, like a man, please" I pleaded, overcome by the horny, sexual need in me.

She stared at me, shocked at what I had just said.

"Do you know what you are saying, Chellam? This cannot happen. You are like my son" she said.

"I love you and I want to bring the joy back in your life. I want to give you all the love and pleasure that you have been missing" I begged.

"No, Chellam" she said firmly, tears now forming in her eyes "I love you too, but we cannot, it's wrong. God, what have I done?" 

She pulled her open gown together and covered her breasts, fixing the buttons. She stood up and I did the same

"How can it be wrong when I want you so much?" I asked.

The erection in my shorts was quite obvious to her now and her eyes dropped on it.

"Look at you - you are letting your male urges control your brain. I am just a woman for you now. I shouldn't have encouraged you and I am sorry if I did that. My maternal instincts took over me for a while," she answered.

"Now please go to your room" she requested.

"It's not like that, Aayahmah! I want to love you" I said with an almost sobbing voice, before reluctantly wishing her good night and heading towards my room. I heard her saying behind me "Oh Mohan, where is this going to lead us? Shiva, Shiva."

I dropped down on my bed and let my mind wonder. I really felt in love with her and wanted her so much – maybe like she said, it was my cock thinking that, but those minutes I spent touching and sucking her breasts, I felt as if I was on top of the world. My cock was still hard and I kept stroking it with images of my Aayahmah on my mind – her nice, succulent breasts. How nice it would be to rub my prick in between those juicy melons, to rub my cock head against her hard nipples. I alternated these images with those of Mom and Dad earlier. I imagined Aayahmah sitting on my face like Mom did on Dad's – I wanted her to cum on me. Within a few minutes of that, I spurted another load of cum onto my chest – I was surprised at the amount of cum as I had already exploded four times that day and I needed a handful of tissues to wipe them off. Aayahmah had turned me on.

In the past two days, my life seemed to have changed like never before and I was wondering what else lay in store for me. And Aayahmah was right – she was like my Mother; she brought me up and it was wrong for me to think of her in a sexual way. But she was also a woman who had needs and I wanted to be her man – I wanted to please and satisfy her. I wanted to lose my virginity to her. With these crazy thoughts I soon fell asleep.

When I woke up from my sleep the next morning, a sudden fear hit me. Was she going to tell Mom what happened last night - about me peeping and then later me wanting to make love to her? I felt uneasy as I had crossed a certain line and felt a little guilty too.

I went straight to the toilet first and then the bathroom. After my shower, I got changed and went to the kitchen, where I heard both Mom and Aayahmah. Mom was busy peeling and cutting carrots and potatoes for lunch while Aayahmah was putting the rice to boil. I wished them both and grabbed the mug of coffee which was already waiting for me.

"Good Morning, Chellam. Leela is coming home on Friday afternoon" said Mom.

"And since next Monday is a public holiday here, Sheela and her hubby are also coming here on Saturday to spend the weekend with us", she continued.

"Great, I haven't seen them for a while" I said, stealing looks of Aayahmah's body as she stood by the stove. She was wearing her sari as usual, but tied in a very different way today – rather sexy, as it revealed her breasts (covered by the blouse of course) and showed off her midsection and navel.

"Mala too is coming on Friday evening – she has a week's holiday", Aayahmah said, joining in the chatter.

"Looks like a full house this weekend, I'll sleep on the couch or on the floor, if needed" I joked.

"Don't be silly. You share your room with Leela over the weekend, while Sheela and her hubby can use her room" ordered Mom and then said, "Leela can use the spare bed in your room."

"Yes, if she stops irritating me" I replied, now taking in Mom's body. She was wearing a sleeveless housedress which fell to just under her knees. It was a little low-cut and showed off her cleavage. 

"Irritating? I thought you both were best buddies" Mom responded.

"Yeah, she's alright" I reacted.

Leela was indeed pretty close to me. We were both so much alike – she excelled in both studies and sports like me, unlike Sheela who was a bookworm only. Plus Leela and I shared a lot of things together because of our small age difference. The first sexual differences between males and females were explored with her when we were still young. I wondered if she still remembered those incidents.

Mom broke me out of my thoughts. 

"I need your help to change all the window and door curtains as well as the cushion covers in the hall" requested Mom.

"Trying to impress your son I guess?" I joked, walking away from the kitchen.

"My son, ever the smart ass," murmured Mom. 

Aayahmah laughed and said "He's still our little child."

"Yes, but it's time he grew up" said Mom.

I eavesdropped on their little chatter.

"Oh, he's grown up a lot you know" responded Aayahmah. "He's as tall and handsome like his Father and very responsible" she continued.

"I know that, but I wish he acted a little more mature, you know, not as a little boy always," Mom replied.

"He just enjoys the little boy's role, getting everyone to pamper him" said Aayahmah, protecting me as usual.

"He's never talked about girls, you know" said Mom.

"He's only 18-lah, let him learn" answered Aayahmah.

"He needs the right woman to guide him, Sundari" said Mom. "He's so ignorant about life. All he thinks about are his studies and football" she added. 

If only Mom knew what had been on my mind since the past two days.

I went upstairs to read the newspaper and a little while later Mom came up. She went to my sisters' room to collect the new curtains and cushion covers and then brought them to the hall and dumped the whole load in front of me. "Ok Mister, let's start" she ordered.

I started with the door curtains and needed a stool to stand on. I took off the old curtains and threw them to the floor. Mom handed me the new curtains which I fixed. While fixing the curtains (I had to thread the holding wire through the halters on the curtains and it takes some minutes work), I looked down at Mom while she was changing the cushion covers. I could clearly look down into her dress and see those beautiful fleshy mounds, covered by a black bra. I reflected how those babies jiggled last night as she rode Dad like crazy – first his face and then his cock. I tried to concentrate on the task but having Mom around made it difficult. 

I moved the stool to the door of my parent's bedroom and changed that as well, all the time being conscious of the powerful sexual energy emitting from this wonderful woman who just happened to by my mother. When I got down from the stool to move it to my sisters' room door, Mom was bent over changing a cushion cover with her back to me, her beautiful ass protruding obscenely. I could also see the thick silky hair of her armpits and I felt a stirring between my legs. 

As I stood on the stool changing the curtains for my sisters' room door, I kept stealing looks at Mom. Besides being a fantastic mother, she was truly a magnificent female, a woman who just oozed love and sex. She was the epitome of a true woman, a goddess – beautiful, smart, a kind and caring personality and added to that, as I had recently discovered, highly sexed. My Dad was indeed a lucky man to have her as his, as I thought about what I had seen the previous two days. 



I finished with all the curtains in the hall and then changed the window curtains in the bedrooms as well as the utility room. I then went downstairs to change the curtains in the downstairs' rooms. Mom was changing the lace coverings (for the table, TV, etc.) in the hall. Aayahmah came to her room to help me with the curtains.

"It's okay, I can do it on my own" I told her.

"I have left the sambar (lentil curry) to boil, so I have some time to help" she answered.

She did indeed tie her sari differently today – showed off her body well. And, she certainly looked different today – something radiant about her. She smiled when she caught me staring at her.

"What are you staring at?" she queried.

"You, just admiring you" I replied.

"Me or my body?" she questioned.

"Both" I replied with a smile.

She patted my hair and handed me the curtains for the windows, before leaving the room. 

I finished her room and then mine. After that I collected all the old curtains and cushion covers together and tied them up into a sack. Our dobi (laundry man) would come on his bicycle and pick it up later – we usually sent some stuff to the dobi for washing or dry-cleaning on a weekly basis.

I then sat at the dining table to do some homework while Mom was in the kitchen, finishing off with the cooking. Aayahmah was washing some clothes in the bathroom. A little while later she carried a pail of washed clothes to the open area to dry on the line. She was in her pavadai and blouse now. I just stared at her as she hung the clothes to dry. She saw me staring at her and smiled. As she bent down to pick a cloth from the pail, she showed me her cleavage, taking her time to stand up straight again.

"Was she teasing me?" I wondered, aware that something had changed between us since the incidents of the previous night. And, she had not told Mom about it, it appeared.

When she stood up straight, I took in her full body, staring straight at the V-area between her thighs and imagining what treasures lay under her pavadai. She did have a slightly larger frame then Mom, supported by nice, wide hips, rounded bums, fleshy thighs and strong legs, not to mention the large fleshy tits which I tasted last night. Her mid-section was showing – a little tummy with a sexy navel. My cock started twitching. 

"Mohan, could you go to the fruit shop and get us a full water melon, please" came a shout from Mom in the kitchen, breaking my concentration on Aayahmah's body.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 03



"Yes, I'll go right away" I replied, adjusting my erection under the table before standing up.

Aayahmah smiled at me, probably knowing that I had feasted my eyes on her body.

It was like that the whole day till Dad came home from work. I was constantly ogling at Mom and Aayahmah when they were around, letting my imagination run wild and sporting a semi-erect dick for most of the day. These two motherly women were suddenly appearing to me in a very different light, as sexually attractive females. Sex just never left my mind the whole day – my hormones were on overdrive. How was I going to last the rest of my term break here with these two women around, I wondered. 

That night I decided to watch my parents again, despite my promise the previous night to Aayahmah. After what had transpired, I wasn't too worried if she caught me peeping again. So a short while after my parents had gone to their room, I slipped into my sisters' room, expecting to watch and learn something new in their wonderful acts of love. 

It was around 10 pm. Dad was on the bed in his usual sarong. Mom came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a sarong and towel, stood in front of the dressing table to dry and brush her hair. She then let her sarong and towel fall and slipped on her sleeping gown, giving me the briefest of views of her lovely body. She switched on the lights by the bed and switched off the main room light. She sat next to Dad and bent down to kiss him. They just kissed and held each other for a few minutes. Then Mom sat up and said "we both have an early start tomorrow, darling."

"Yes" replied Dad yawning.

Mom bent down to kiss him again and used her hand to caress his cock through the sarong and bringing her hand to her mouth to kiss it. "Good night, Athan, love you" she said before standing up and drinking some water. She then got onto her side of the bed and lay down, before switching off the lights.

"Good night, Rani" came Dad's reply.

"Shit!" I thought. I was really looking forward to watching them make wild love (and to give some relief to my desperate cock) and now the room was in darkness. I waited for some minutes to detect any sound or movement, but nothing. Disappointed I switched off the hall lights and went downstairs. Aayahmah was ironing some clothes near the dining hall area. 

She looked up at me and asked knowingly "Not watching the show tonight?"

"Nope, no show tonight. They went to sleep and I will too" I answered, the frustration telling.

"Good Night, Chellam" she wished me.

"Good Night, Aayahmah" I replied.

I had a quick shower and brushed my teeth before slipping into bed with a football magazine, my bedside reading light on. About 20 minutes later, I was almost dozing off when I heard my door open and close. I saw Aayahmah walking in, her long hair down. She was in her nightgown.

"Are you asleep?" she asked.

"Almost. Why?" I responded.

"Nothing, I just wanted to be near you" she replied and sat on the bed. 

She smelt freshly showered. She looked at me and patted my face and hair. Then she bent down to kiss me, gently at first before pulling back – fresh mint breath. It was not her normal motherly type of kiss. She looked at me with a seductive smile on her face. I started to say something but she brought her hand over my lips, shushing me. 

I didn't want to ask any questions. I pulled her to me and kissed her hard – my first real kiss. Our mouths opened and joined together hungrily as my arms went around her, hugging her and crushing her body to my naked chest. She held my face and let her tongue slide into my mouth. Instinctively I sucked on it for a few seconds before she retracted it. I did likewise and slid my tongue into her mouth. "Mmmm" she sounded before sucking hungrily on my tongue. We played with each other's tongues and mouths for some seconds. While she kept her hands at the side of my head, my hands were gently moving all over her back. Then she kissed my eyes and my nose, one after the other and sat up.

"I love you, my son" she said.

"I love you too, Amma" I replied.

I got up from the bed and held her hands, pulling her up to stand with me. I held her face in my hands and kissed her again. "Let me love you please, Aayahmah" I begged.

She answered me with a deep kiss, a passionate kiss of a woman in need.

Being a total novice, I had no idea where this would end up or what I was going to do. I was just going to use my instincts and put all what I had read in the books (Kama Sutra, Perfume Garden, etc.) and what I had seen in films, as well as all that I had learnt from watching my parents, into practice. 

I made her lie down on the bed. I sat beside her and bent down to kiss her, her open mouth searching for my tongue and finding it. Then I trailed my tongue from her lips, up over her nose to her forehead. I kissed her forehead and then her large and sensual eyes, one after the other – a smile lit up her face. Gently, I licked my way to her left ear and kissed it before nibbling her ear lobe. She squirmed and her fingers went around my head pulling me, signalling to me that she liked it. I licked and nibbled her ear lobe for a while and then moved to the other ear. She really liked her ears being kissed and nibbled. 

Then I kissed her lips again and let my tongue slide into her open, hungry mouth. We tongue fucked for a few seconds, duelling with each other. I kissed her chin and licked down to her throat – she gasped and her whole body seemed to twitch in pleasure. I planted one gentle kiss after another all over her neck and she kept her hand tight around my head, not wanting me to stop. I used my tongue to make little circles on either side of her neck.

"Mmmm....nice, so nice," she whispered.

I continued with the loving of her neck with my mouth and tongue, aware that inside my shorts my cock was by now hard. I nibbled lightly on the side of her neck using just my lips.

"Yesss......aaaahhhh" she moaned, her body now responding to the pleasure, her hands pulling my head hard against her.

I then kissed my way down to her breasts. Like last night, she wore no bra and her nipples were erect. I closed my mouth over one nipple through the nightgown while my hand closed over the other boob, caressing it gently. I started fumbling with the buttons on her gown, eager to make love to those magnificent mounds of flesh.

"Wait, Chellam. Let me do it, but please switch off the lights first" she requested, sitting up on the bed. I didn't question her wish and obediently switched off the reading light, plunging the room into darkness.

She lay back on the bed, pulling me with her and guiding my mouth to her naked breasts. I captured one of the breasts in my mouth and started sucking hard, while I brought my hand to caress the other.

"Be gentle with me, Mohan" she whispered, "it's been a very long time."

I sucked with a soft, gentle pressure, using just my lips and then used my tongue to roll over her nipples, first one then the other, holding her breast with both my hands. My tongue made slow circles around her nipples before I trailed my tongue in between her tits and then under and around. When my tongue touched under her breast, her body twitched and she moaned.

I carried on the oral foreplay with her boobs and loved the taste and scent of her body. 

After feasting on her lovely tits for some time, I gently licked my way up to her right shoulder and nibbled on that before lifting her hand up to my mouth and sucking on her fingers one by one. I did the same to her other hand.

She moaned deeply and pulled me back to her, her mouth searching mine for a loving kiss. As I sucked on her tongue, I let my right hand move down her body. Her gown hung around her waist and she still had her panties on. I pulled her gown up towards her waist, expecting her to stop my hand, but she didn't. I trailed my hand over her front and touched her mound. She gasped. I rubbed gently over her panties, feeling the bush underneath the material. 

I knew then what I wanted to do – I kissed my way down from her lips, over her neck, over her breasts and stopped for a few seconds to kiss and lick her navel (which had turned me on so much that afternoon). Then I planted a kiss on her mound – she jerked immediately and pulled me up to her.

She kissed my lips and held me to her. I pulled back and said "I want to taste you, Amma. I want to lick you down there" and rubbed my hand over her mound again, while I slid my tongue into her mouth. She spread her legs, allowing my fingers to rub her pussy through her panties.

I caressed her pussy gently and then slid my fingers under her panties, my mouth locked in a tongue-love with her. My fingertips ran through her curly pubes and I rubbed my palm over her pussy – there seemed to be curly hair all over her groin. I tugged my finger into her waistband to pull down her panties – she brought her hand to guide me. I broke our kiss and stood up, to pull away her panties and gown.

I pulled her to the edge of my bed and dropped to my knees on the floor in front of her. I slipped my hand under her thighs and pulled her pussy to my mouth. 

"Oh Mohan" she cooed before opening her thighs wide.

I kissed her hairy mound before running my tongue over her pussy. Her hands grabbed my head and pulled it up, as she asked "Are you sure about this, Chellam?"

"Yes, I want to love you like this" I replied before pushing her back and burying my face in her hairy pussy. 

I pressed my lips into her already moist cunt and kissed her passionately. I smelt her aroma, her womanhood – an immediate addiction. I brought my tongue out to taste her – tasted like nothing before – musky, but brilliantly pleasant – again, an immediate addiction. I savored her aroused pussy and let my tongue slide slowly along her slit, thoroughly enjoying my first taste of a woman's pussy.

"Mmmmm....Ohhhh.....my baby," she moaned in pleasure. She laced her fingers through my hair and gently guided my face and mouth over her pussy. I sensed a gentle upward thrust of her pussy. Taking the cue, my tongue darted out and licked her along her hairy slit, the curly pubes tickling my nose which was buried in her folds.

I used the tip of my tongue to part her pussy lips gently and ran it along the groove, from the bottom to the top, trying to find her clit. As if reading my mind, she spread her legs wider and used her fingers to spread her lips, guiding me to her little bud. When my tongue touched it, she gasped "Yesssss.....mmmmmm....Mohannn" and she pushed herself back onto my tongue.

I continued my tongue assault on her clit, making small circles slowly around her rosebud, increasing the tempo slightly after every few seconds, according to her body signals.

"Mmmmmm....unnhhh" she moaned now in a steady rhythm, her right hand holding and guiding my face.

Suddenly without warning, the bedside light switched on, slightly shocking me and causing me to stop abruptly. My eyes adjusted to the light as I looked up to her. She had lifted herself on her elbows and looked at me. "I want to see you loving me," she whispered to me, her face lit up with pleasure.

I stared right into her hairy, sopping pussy, the lips slightly parted and showing pink due to my earlier licking efforts. I admired her cunt, using my fingers to open her fleshy pussy lips and seeing her love-hole and then her clit. She had lovely, thick curls of hair all over her pussy. God, it was so beautiful – my first pussy. I slipped my hands back under her round bums, pulled her towards my mouth and buried my face in her. I wanted to please her, to make her cum. I loved what I was doing.

"Uunnnhhhh....Mohan, yesssss.......lick me, lick me, please" she urged me on, as my tongue darted out to lick along her slit. Her hands held my head and her body began to squirm and thrash against my face. She was fully aroused now and my face was getting wet with her juices - I loved the musky smell and taste of her womanhood.

I caught her clit between my lips and sucked on it gently. "Unnnnhhhhhhhhhhh.......Mohan" she moaned before pushing herself against my face, fucking my mouth with her clit. I stopped sucking her clit and used my tongue to flick it, making short quick strokes and then again returned to sucking it. That drove her wild and she grunted and ground her pussy hard against my face. "Mmmmm.....yesssss....yesssss....love me, my son" she cried.

I then tried to slide my tongue into her love tunnel and she jerked hard against it, as if trying to suck my tongue into her. "Aaaaahhhhhh" she cried again in pleasure as my tongue fucked her hole. I tried to piston my tongue in and out of her hole, while my fingers squeezed her fleshy bums in rhythm.

She gripped my hair with her hand and thrust her cunt harder and faster against my face, all the while looking at me, watching me lick her. I did not lose a lick as I slurped and sucked her divine juices. Her pumping became more vigorous. She began to jerk violently now and was uttering animalistic moans of pleasure, her face contorted in sheer lust, her melons rocking in motion. 

"Unnnnhhh....mmmmmmm....aaaaahhhhh...nice, nice, lick me, lick meeeee. Goddddd...YESSSSSSSSS....cummmiiiiiinnnnnnnggggg" she screamed, as I felt her body shudder in a powerful orgasm. Her legs were now spread wide and she lifted her bums of the mattress, forcing herself hard onto my face. I felt a gush of honey flow out of her pussy wetting my face and dripping down to my hands under her bums.

"Unnhhhhhh....aaaaahhhhhhh......Mohannnnnnnnn" she moaned, her pussy fucking my face in a steady rhythm, as her body spasmed and shuddered in pleasure, and more honey gushed out of her tunnel. Her thighs now tightened their grip around my head, trying to pull my whole head into her.

That was too much for me – seeing this lovely woman in so much pleasure pushed me over the edge. "Ammma......Aaayahmah....Ammma, I love youuuuuu...." I cried as my cock exploded a gush of cum inside my shorts. I was so turned on by making love to my Aayahmah that I had self-exploded, the pleasure like nothing I had ever experienced before.

"Mmmmm...I love your pussy Ma" I muttered as she rode through her orgasm. I continued to lick her, trying to capture every drop of pussy juice with my tongue and mouth, worshipping her pussy. Her movements slowed down but she held my face tight against her pussy, my mouth and nose buried in her gaping, wet slit. I rubbed my face all over her yoni, covering my face with her honey. I raised her legs and licked down to her ass using my tongue.

She sat up on the edge of the bed and held my face in her hands, no longer shy of her nakedness. Her face sparkled with delight, her eyes radiant with pleasure. "My Chellam, never have I experienced such a pleasure, such a feeling. No one has licked me there, you were the first" she said in shorts gasps before kissing me on my forehead and then hugging me to her breasts. "I felt as if I had died and gone to heaven, the pleasure was that intense, Mohan" she whispered to me. "I have seen your Dad loving your Mom like that and wondered if I would ever enjoy that and now you have loved me just like that. Thank you my son," she cooed.

"Seeing you in so much pleasure excited me too, Amma. It excited me so much that I self-exploded in my shorts" I told her and guided her arm to the front of my shorts, where she felt the wetness. She fondled my still hard prick through my shorts. "Ohhh....Mohan, you are still so hard," she whispered.

I hugged her hard, my head nuzzled against her juicy tits. "Yes, I want you. I love you, Aayahmah. I want to please you in every way you want me to" I told her lovingly. "And you will always be my Aayahmah, that will not change" I promised.

"Yes, I will always be your Aayahmah and you will always be my son, my Chellam" she responded, her fingers sizing up and gently stroking my fast hardening cock.

"Come my son, come love me" she asked, leaning back against the bed and opening her legs wide. "Come inside me and fill me with your love" she tempted me.

I didn't need another word. I quickly stood up, took of my shorts and exposed my sticky, wet cock to her. She had seen it briefly last night but today it was right in front of her. She took a deep breath, let out her hand and circled her fingers around my cock. "You are big and beautiful, my son. Nice, thick and hard" she said, rubbing the tip of my virgin cock with her thumb and pulled me by my cock to her.

I got on to the bed, between her legs and positioned myself above her. Her legs were obscenely spread. "Guide me, Amma" I pleaded, desperate to fuck my first woman. She held my pulsating cock and rubbed the head along her slit, still wet from her overflowing juices. When she was sure, she held it at the entrance to her love-tunnel, lifted her legs up and used her hands to pull me into her.

"Uunnnnhhhhhh....yessssssss" she hissed as my rod entered her and slowly sank to the full length. Her legs were still up and spread, allowing me to thrust my complete length into her and for her pussy to accommodate me. I looked at her face – her lips opened in a little gasp as my virgin cock entered her and then a smile lit up her face.

I felt as I was going to explode again – the pleasure I experienced in that first penetration was unlike anything, it was so intense. I savored that moment and wanted it to last. I didn't move, afraid of exploding. I just hugged her while her legs clamped behind my back locking me in position. I looked into her eyes and whispered to her "It feels so good, Aayahmah".

Finally, I was inside a woman, a real woman, fucking her and she was fucking me. My first pussy and it was my Aayahmah. God, I loved her.

She kissed me and said "Yes, my son. You feel so good inside me." 

"Does it hurt for you?" she asked. I felt as if a tight wet glove was wrapped around my prick.

"Yes, but it's lovely, Ma, beautiful pain" I said and slowly started to move inside her, pulling out a little and pushing it back in, eliciting a moan from her.

"I won't last long" I warned her.

"It's ok, Chellam. I want you to explode inside me" she whispered.

"Will it be safe?" I asked.

"Yes, don't worry. Just keep pumping" she encouraged.

I slid my cock in and out of her tight, wet pussy a little faster now, proud that this woman wanted me in her. My cock never felt this hard or big before – it seemed massive now, pounding this beautiful mature love tunnel.

"Ohhhh.....yessss" she cried, as she gripped my bums, her fingers clawing into my flesh, and pulled me hard into her.

"Can you feel me inside you?" I asked her, as I steadily increased my thrusts.

"Yes, my son. It's wonderful and it's alive inside me. It fills me completely" she replied, pushing herself up to receive the downward drive of my hips.

I leaned forward to kiss her, letting my tongue slide into her open mouth. Then I lifted myself up using my hands, raising back my hips, till my hard cock slid almost completely out of her hot, wet pussy. I paused for a second before plowing into her pussy, burying my full length deep inside her. We both looked down between our bodies to see my tool disappearing into her wet depths.

"Unnnnhhhhhhhh.........aaaaaaaahhhhhhh, my son, my Chellam....feels sooooo gooooood" she whimpered, "so deeeeep. Yessss...aaaaahhhhhh"

"Unnhhhhhh...yesssss, my darling, I am deep inside you" I cried in reply, as we thrust our groins together, picking up the tempo of our sexual union – my lingam and her yoni.

I fucked my cock in and out of her pussy in a steady rhythm now. She matched my tempo and raised her groin to meet my plunges, lifting her ass off the bed with each upward thrust. She was so wet - her pussy was flooding juices, emitting squishing noises.

Our eyes were locked on each other, the pleasure evident in both our faces. I thrust my hips like a man-possessed now and she met my every thrust with equal animal gusto, her large boobs heaving and moving in motion. We were racing down the road towards mutual joy and sexual pleasure.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 03



"Harder my son, harder" she cried. She bucked her hips and lifted her pelvis off the bed to meet my rod. She was on fire now, the heat rising from her wet pussy through to my cock. The feelings that had been buried all these years came exploding to the surface.

"Do me, Chellam. Fuck me......" she cried as she her nails scrapped my bums, pulling me harder against her. Her words surprised me but spurred me to perform like a love-god. I hammered away at her cunt desperate not to explode before she reached her heights. My pleasure did not matter anymore - I wanted to pleasure this wonderful woman with my lingam. I wanted her to be completely satisfied and wanting more from my cock. I was proud.

"Yes, Chellam. Yes......more, more, more. Harder! Unnnhhhh, unnnhhhhh, yes, yes.....going to explode" she cried, squirming wildly, moaning and whimpering non-stop.

"Explode for me, Amma. Show me how much you love me inside you" I cried, making rapid hard stabs and feeling my love burning inside. 

Her hips bucked and jumped violently now, as she approached her orgasm. She lifted her ass off the bed and screamed "Now, my darling, now.....yessssssssssssssss............nowwwww". 

"Ohhhhh.....aaaahhhhh....Mohaaaaaaaan........yes, yes....YESSSSSSSSSSSS," she groaned. Her body stiffened and then shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept through her.

Her body convulsed involuntarily.

Then for the first time, I felt her pussy contract around my throbbing prick. It started as a gentle squeeze of her pussy muscles and turned into a spasmodic contraction – frequent and strong, as if she was milking me with her pussy. And all the time, her body jerked and shuddered as she rode the waves of her orgasmic bliss.

That did it – I pulled my cock out off her pussy almost completely and in one action plunged it back into her gaping, hot and wet yoni. 

"YESSSSS....unnnnhhhhhhhhhhh. cum Chellam, shoot your love juice, fill me with your love......unnnnnhhhhhhhhhh" she cried.

I felt my cock swell inside her and then a mighty explosion – I shot a powerful stream of my virgin cum into her love-hole and then another and another. 

"YESSSSSSS.......God, that's it..........YESSSSSSSSSS...... Ammmmaaaaaaaaaaaa......." I screamed, as an intense feeling hit me – a feeling I would never ever forget. 

It was as if all my energy was being drained out of me through my cock head, an intensely beautiful sensation. My cock jerked and twitched repeatedly as it ejaculated shot after shot of boy cum, the cock head seemingly expanding on every shot. I kept spearing my cock in and out of her now filled pussy, my pelvis jerking involuntarily from the last squirts. My legs shuddered from the effort. I fell back on her and rested my head against her breasts.

"Unnnnhhhh.....aaaaahhhhhh, my baby......sooooo gooooood, mmmmmmhhhh" she groaned. Her cunt continued to squeeze my cock. It was a powerful contraction of her vaginal muscles and felt good. I instinctively and forcibly twitched my cock muscles in response and we started this love play between her yoni and my lingam, deep inside her love tunnel – a beautiful feeling. "He's talking to her" she said and squeezed me hard.

For minutes, we didn't speak – I just lay on top of her, my softening cock still buried in her wet tunnel, looking at her beautiful satisfied face, relishing the warm afterglow of my first fuck. 

I smiled at her. "Thank you Ma, for this wonderful experience" I said.

"Thank you my son, for making me feel like a woman again" she replied. 

She lifted and wrapped her legs around me. "I want you to stay inside me forever" she cooed.

I never knew that making love could be so intense and I felt in love with this wonderful woman for giving me this wonderful experience. I was proud to have lost my virginity to her.

I parted her legs and my now softened cock slipped out of her pussy. I stood up and looked at the honey oozing out of her wet, gaping hole. It looked beautifully fucked, like a flower open in full blossom. I bent down to plant a kiss on this magnificent womanhood which had given me such pleasure, little concerned that I tasted my own cum too. 

"I love you" I whispered to her yoni before standing up again.

Aayahmah then got up after me and said "You filled me up with so much love, Chellam. I am leaking" she smiled and hugged me.

"I have never experienced such wonderful pleasures as a woman. You my son have satisfied me to the fullest. If I die today, I will be happy" she said, tears of pleasure forming in her eyes.

She pulled away and looked at me. "Wait a moment, Chellam" she said, opening the door of my room and stepping out. She went to her room and came back within a few minutes, holding something in her hand. She closed the door and knelt down in front of me, face level with my waist.

She looked up at me and said "Last night I lay in bed and thought things over. Before I came to your room tonight, I was sure that this would be the first and last time we do this. I was sure I would never allow it to happen again." 

Then with tears in her eyes she continued "But after the pleasure you have given me, I want to do this every day with you, Mohan. I cannot resist you anymore. You have awoken the woman in me."

She opened her right hand to me. On it stood a small container of kumkum (red powder put on forehead – only married women use red pottu) and a small string of jasmine flowers. She looked at me and said "Chellam, I have finally found my man. Please put the pottu on my forehead and tie the flowers to my hair. I want to feel as your woman."

"Do you want me?" she asked.

My reply was to take the kumkum and make a pottu on her forehead. Then I placed the jasmine flowers on her hair. I wanted her to be happy, to make her feel a complete woman again. She looked divine with the pottu and flowers and I bent down to kiss the top of her head. "I will always be here for you, no matter what happens" I said and I meant that.

I pulled her up and hugged her. The standing away from her; I admired her from head to toe, moving around her to get a full view - front, side and back. She was indeed beautiful – a different kind of beauty to my Mom. Her long black hair came down half way to her back. Her body - a beautifully large pair of tits, with lovely big nipples; a pair of long tough legs leading up to a wonderfully round and tight ass, the cheeks of which spotted dimples and her triangle of curly black hair covering her pussy and growing almost to her navel. 

I learnt later that Mom had groomed her in the art of beauty and body-care, as well as personal (including sexual) hygiene, which kept her body clean, trim and young, her skin so soft and gentle, despite all the household work she did. 

I touched my hand to her face and slowly moved it down over her body, feeling the smooth softness of her skin, finally entwining my fingers in hers. She felt shy and hugged me – like a newly-wed bride standing nude in front of her husband for the first time.

"From today, I am your woman. My body belongs to you alone" she said and then added "To the outside world, I am your Aayahmah and you are my son. When we are alone together like this, I am your woman and lover. But we have to be very careful Mohan – no one must know."

She knelt down in front of me again. We were both completely naked and there was an atmosphere of positive sexual energy in the room. I felt so much in love with her, not just as my Aayahmah but as a woman. Her words of surrender touched my whole body and my cock started to come to life, pulsing obscenely in front of her. God, I wanted her again.

She bent down to kiss my feet, then looked up to me and said "You are now my God, my son". Then bringing her fingers to my groin, she cupped my balls in her hand and used the other hand to stroke my now hardening cock. She looked up to me, smiled and the leaned forward to circle her fingers around my shaft. She held the base and brought out her tongue to lick my cock head, before opening her mouth and sliding her lips over the shaft.

"Mmmmmmhhhh, Aayahamah....." I cooed as I experienced a mouth around my cock for the first time. I had heard from older friends that having your cock sucked was a great feeling but I never expected it to be that great - the feeling that ran through my whole body let alone my cock was truly exquisite. She looked up at me with love in her eyes as she sucked and massaged my prick with her mouth and tongue, occasionally grazing it with her teeth. I held her head as she swirled her tongue around my cock head, caressing it with love.

"Mmmmmmhhhh....aaaaahhhhh...yesssss" I cried again, as an intense feeling shivered through my whole body. 

She never took her eyes off mine, as she fucked my rod with her mouth with vigor for a few more minutes before sliding it out and looking at it in admiration. "You are so beautiful and you make me want to be naughty" she said, running her tongue up and down the shaft, licking it like an ice cream stick. She planted one more loving suck and kiss on my cock head before standing up.

"Come, my darling. I need your beautiful hard cock inside me again. You have awoken my hidden desires, desires which have been dormant for such a long time. I want to do everything with you from now on. But right now I need your hard cock inside my pussy" she cooed, leading me by my hand to the bed. She lied down on her back and spread her legs wide. Then like a woman in heat, she looked me straight in the eyes and said "Push it in and fuck me hard, my son." 

I knew then that I had unleashed the female animal in her. All the desires, all the needs that she had kept within herself were now coming to the surface and I was the blessed one to enjoy that.

I held her around her ankles and spread her legs wide, pulling her to the edge of the bed. Then putting her ankles over my shoulders, I held my throbbing prick with my hand and took aim at her gaping hairy pussy, still wet with our combined juices from the fuck before. She used her fingers to lewdly open her fluffed pussy lips even wider and as I leaned forward, she too moved towards me. I brought my hands under her bums and pulled her to me and slid my manhood into her. 

Inch by inch I sank into her tunnel, drawing out slowly after each forward thrust, then sliding it in again till I penetrated her tunnel all the way in and had my full meat inside here. With her legs straight up over my shoulders, my cock head touched the deepest walls of her love-hole and I felt her muscles starting to contract. 

"Unnnnnhhh... yessss, sooooo....niicce, sooooo....deeeeeep, sooooo....deeeep. Fuck me, fuck me" she urged me on. 

I began to fuck with horny boyish enthusiasm, sliding my cock in and out of her sucking, grasping pussy. I held her feet and pumped in and out with slow but strong jabs. I felt my balls slapping against her wet slit and bums. She started lifting her ass off the bed to meet my thrusts. Her pussy felt hot and tight, all the time maintaining her vaginal massage and suction of my rod. 

"Unnh...uunnnhhh....unnhhhh" she groaned in rhythm with my thrusts. Her eyes were open, looking at me – her whole face showed a sparkle. She smiled at me, seeing me standing there pounding her pussy with my spear, happy with my teenage stamina. After such a long time being starved sexually, her lusty needs were now being fulfilled by me.

I reflected on how my Dad's colossal lingam pounded my Mom's hairy yoni, as I pumped in and out with slow and hard jabs. "Is my cock big enough for you, Amma?" I asked in enthusiasm.

"Ohhhh yesssss, Chellam" she gasped and bucked her hips up, forcing my cock to drill deeper. "Your cock is deep inside me and touching me in places that I never thought possible....uuunnhhhh" she squealed as I proudly pushed down hard into her hole. She wiggled her hips and twitched her body, signaling that what I was doing pleased her. I never had thought of my cock as being huge but I was proud that it filled her and gave her so much pleasure.

Now that I had lost my virginity, I wanted to make love to this woman in different ways and positions, like my Mom and Dad did. But tonight I just wanted to please her like this – just straight forward in-out fucking, just let her body and pussy get adjusted to sex again.

I used my hands to grasp the back of her thighs and pushed her legs back, lifting her ass and pussy to the direct onslaught of my cock. She held her legs to her body and spread her pussy wide. 

"Do you like my old pussy?" she asked.

"Mmmm...yesss. It's not old, it's beautiful – hairy, wet and tight. And it's mine" I replied, sinking my meat yet again into her love chute and burying it to the hilt.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh.........yessssss. Darling it's all yours...feel it squeezing you" she replied, fucking back hard against me and squeezing my throbbing rod at the same time.

I drove my cock in and out of her in rapid succession, forcefully twitching my penile muscles deep inside her. "Mmmmm...yesssss. He's talking to me again" she laughed, feeling so at ease with me now.

I eased her legs back to the mattress, without missing a single stroke of my cock. I slowly leaned forward to kiss her. I kissed her nose stud while her fingers squeezed the muscles on my ass, urging me with the tempo of my driving. I moved my mouth to her breasts and alternated between the orbs, licking and sucking the large, hard nipples. She kept uttering sweet nothings, in between animalistic growls.

"Feels so good like this, my son. Keep fucking me....unnhhh..unnhhhh..unnhhhh, yes, like that" she cried and bucked her hips up.

I lifted her legs to wrap it around my waist and bent down towards her. Her hands went around me, as I kissed her. Instinctively, I said "Hold me tight" and slowly lifted her off the mattress using my hands to carry and support her lower back, with my cock buried deep inside her. Being at least 2 inches taller than her and a super-fit soccer player, it wasn't difficult to carry and support her, impaled on my lingam. 

She looked at me and smiled. "It's lovely" she said and started slowly moving on my cock, using her arms and legs for support, while my hands carried her round ass. She hugged herself close to my body, her boobs mashed against my body and her hard nipples poking into my chest. Her long hair hung towards the floor. 

She kissed me and then asked "Am I not too heavy?"

"Nope" I replied and with her impaled on my cock, I walked around my room carrying her.

"Where did you learn this?" she asked.

"I saw Dad carrying Mom like this and improvised with the walking" I replied with a smile, increasing the strength of my thrusts. "Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Mmmmm.....your cock is deep inside me. It feels so big like this" she moaned.

She leaned back away from my body, her fingers wrapped around my neck. Confident of her support, she started fucking harder and her beautiful tits swung with the action. Her magnificent ass cheeks slammed against my thighs. She kept her eyes on mine as her cunt squeezed my cock rhythmically.

"God, I love your pussy" I said, twitching my cock muscles deep inside her.

"And I love your cock" she said, contracting her cunt muscles in reply.

"Put me on the bed and fuck me deep and hard. Let's explode together" she pleaded.

Without separating our bodies, I slowly lowered her body on to the mattress and moved both our bodies on to the bed. I bent down to kiss her lips and then raised myself on my hands again, ready to start the pounding her pussy was begging for. Anticipating this, she smiled, ever so beautifully, and uttered "Love me my darling. Fuck me with your magnificent boy cock."

If I ever needed words of encouragement, these were. I hooked her legs behind her knees and pushed up, pinning her upper body to the bed. And then moving my body forward and supporting with my hands, my prick was driving vertically down into her hot and wet tunnel, like a pile driver. I pulled myself out almost all the way, with just the tip of my cock in her and then looking at her beautiful face, her eyes encouraging me, I plunged down.

"Unnnnnhhhhh.....aaaaaahhhhhhh....yessssss....fuck me like that, son....unnnnhhh...unnnhhh...unnnnhhhh" she screamed, as I slammed my blood-engorged member in rapid movements, in and out of her steamy, soaking tunnel.

"Yesssss......mmmmmm....aaaaahhhhh......" she grunted, in rhythm to my pile-driving actions. Her hands went to her tits and started squeezing them before she started pulling on her hard nipples. It was beautiful to watch this wonderful woman so turned on.

Her eyes kept looking at me and encouraging me, her lips were lewdly open, moaning and grunting animal sounds. I wished I had another cock then to fill her beautiful mouth and please her. I brought one of my hands to her face and touched her. She grabbed my hand and started sucking on my fingers, as if they were my cock, all the while staring at me, her eyes teasing and promising me of pleasures to come in the days ahead. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she cried in quick repetitions, signaling to me that she was getting near. "Unnnhh....yesss, faster Mohan....make me explode....make me cum, my son", she begged. 

I started pounding like a prized stallion now, eager to satisfy my craving woman. I held on to the headboard of my bed and slammed down hard into her hungry, mature hole. Her hands were on my shoulder now, pulling and encouraging me to finish her.

"Unnnhhhh....unnnhhhh.....yes...yes....yesssssss....fuck..." she cried. Her pussy muscles started contracting in fixed intervals around my meat. Her pussy was so wet and our fucking was emitting noises, adding to the creaking noises from my bed.

"Ohhhh....Mohaannnnn.....my son.......finish me....nowwwwww" she cried and panted rapidly, just as her body started to convulse involuntarily. Her eyes were semi-open, glazed in sexual stupor.

"Yesssss......cummmmmminnnnnnnnnnng....cuminnnnnggggggggg...unnnnhhhhh. unnnhhhh...Mohaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn" she cried and bit into her hand for fear of waking up the whole neighbourhood. 

"So gooood....soooooo goooood....YESSS" she kept moaning, her cunt muscles contracting on me spasmodically, milking me urging me to extinguish her fire.

I let her legs down back on the mattress and supporting myself on my hands, I kept driving into her with continuous vigor wanting her to receive maximum pleasure out of her orgasm. Over and over, her body jerked and shuddered, as she rode her powerful climax. And words like "Yes, yes....so fucking good....I love your cock....I am your love slave....my pussy is yours" were repeatedly uttered in her orgasmic bliss.

Slowly she regained her composure and realized that I was still drilling her pussy. She smiled and touched my face with her hands. "That was beautiful my son......you made me a complete woman today" she cooed and then started to thrust her groin against mine, urging me to shoot my load. 

I knelt on the mattress between her legs and bent down to kiss her and let her fuck my mouth with her tongue, while her pussy muscles continued their milking of my now throbbing rod. Then without removing my cock, I lifted her upper body and sat upright back on my heels. As if knowing what I had in mind, she put her hands around my neck, climbed and rested her ass on my thighs, impaled on my cock.

I kissed her lovingly, pushing my tongue into her waiting mouth, as she started to slowly ride my cock. She broke off the kiss and asked me "Now where did you learn this?"

"I read and saw a picture of it in the Kamasutra. So I decided to try it" I replied.

"Does it feel good?" I asked.

"Oh yes. Any position with your wonderful cock would be nice, my son" she answered and started slowly moving her pelvis up and down, in a forward-backward motion, as if she was fucking my cock. The feeling was truly wonderful.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 04



Bright rays of sunlight beamed into my room through tiny openings on the wooden walls of my room, as I woke up on the Tuesday morning, to the sounds of birds happily chirping on the jambu (guava) and belimbing (star fruit) trees at the back of my house (right behind my room). Recalling the events of the night before I felt overjoyed about my sexual graduation and that I was no longer a virgin. More importantly, my first sexual experience had been so beautiful, so intense and so satisfying – the pleasures and feelings that had run through my body were beyond any of my expectations. If that was what sex and making love was about, then I wanted more - I had found paradise.

Making love to Aayahmah was wonderful and if last night was anything to go by, she was as much in need of the pleasures of the flesh as I was. The clean, affectionate and soft-spoken lady I knew as my Aayahmah had transformed into a female animal in bed, fucking me like a bitch in heat and urging me on with obscene words of love. I loved her hairy pussy and I wanted to make love to her everyday. My cock started to grow as I thought of my Aayahmah – how wonderful it had felt to have my cock massaged within her tight, wet cunt and how she had cried out loud as she exploded. I wanted to pleasure and satisfy her as much as I could. I wanted to make love to her in different ways and learn from her the art of pleasing a woman.

I got up from bed, adjusting my now hard cock inside my shorts. I opened my room door and stepped outside. No sign of anyone around and I realised that Mom and Dad were at work. As I walked towards the bathroom, I saw Aayahmah in the uncovered open area, putting clothes to dry on the line, her back towards me. She was wearing her long pavadai and blouse, her midriff exposed as usual. Her hair was neatly tied into a long pony tail. I crept up behind her and hugged her from the back, my hands going around her waist.

"Good Morning, Aayahmah" I said, hugging her.

"Hey you! Somebody might see us" replied a startled Aayahmah.

"No one's home" I replied, hugging her even harder, letting my hands rub her bare waist and tummy.

"Don't take chances" she warned.

"I won't" I replied, letting my finger probe her lovely navel.

I pressed my hard-on against her bums, covered by her pavadai, gently rubbing it up and down along the slit of her ass over her pavadai. My hands around her waist pulled her harder against me.

"Didn't you get enough last night?" asked Aayahmah, bending down to pick up a piece of wet clothing to hang. I felt her ass gently pushing against my cock in response to my rubbing.

"I'll never get enough of you" I replied. As she straightened up, I moved my hands up to cup both her breasts through her blouse, one magnificent orb in each hand.

"Teenage sexual drive and energy I believe. You need to control it" she said with a laugh.

We stayed like that for a few minutes – me humping her like that while my hands mauled her tits over her blouse.

"You filled me up so much last night. I am still leaking your honey, Chellam. I loved what we did last night" she said and then turned around, breaking off my embrace. She held my face in her hands and smiled at me. 

"Thank you for last night. You were wonderful and you made me wanted again" she cooed. 

She brought her right hand down to the front of my shorts, cupped my hard-on briefly and then brought her hand to her mouth and planted her kiss on her palm.

"Now you go and have your shower while I finish with the clothes" she requested me.

"Will you scrub my back for me?" I teased her.

"Why not? Remember, I used to bathe you and your sisters till you were all around 10. Nothing that I have not seen" she replied, a cheeky smile on her face.

I left her to finish her work and headed for the toilet, after which I went into the bathroom for a shower. I let the porcelain tub fill up with water as I brushed my teeth, still buried in thoughts of love and sex. After I had finished with my teeth, I took off my shorts and put it away to the empty washing basket. I then quickly poured a few tubs of cold water over my head and body, enjoying the rejuvenation of my body by the refreshingly cold water.

I heard Aayahmah knock on the door and call out to me. I wrapped a towel around me and opened the bathroom door to let her in. She closed it behind her and asked me if I was ready for the back scrub, admiring my naked wet torso. She had knotted her pony-tail into a bun at the back of her head to prevent it from getting wet. I gave her the soap in her hand and she asked me to take off my towel and turn around.

She touched my back and said "Your skin is quite dry, too much football under the sun, I guess" and then asked When did you last have a proper oil bath?"

"A long time ago" I replied.

"Alright, I will prepare an oil bath for you tomorrow morning. It will do your skin good" she offered to which I nodded my agreement.

She rubbed the bar of herbal soap over my back and used a sponge to scrub my skin gently, starting from my shoulders all the way down my back to my bums. After doing that for a few minutes and being sure that my back was suitably cleaned, she squat down behind me and started to scrub my legs, from my waist down to my soles, first one leg then the other.

Having cleaned both my legs, she rubbed the soap over my ass and then signalled me to spread my legs and brought the sponge under my ass to clean it. She dropped the sponge on the granite stone and used both her hands to squeeze and massage my soapy bums. Her fingers felt so good and my cock was stirring, hidden from her view.

"You have a strong body, Chellam and a lovely behind" she admired. "You were so little the last time I bathed you and look at you now – a big man" she cooed. Her hand slid under my ass to cup my nuts.

"Turn around and let me wash your front now" she ordered.

I turned around slowly, using my hands to shield my hardening prick from her view, feeling suddenly shy.

"You weren't shy last night" she teased and pulled my hands away.

Aayahmah's beautiful round eyes opened wide as she stood transfixed on my semi-erect, man-sized teenage cock. She inhaled sharply before gulping her throat in admiration as it rose and became fully erect, the foreskin slowly rolling back. It was pointing straight out of my hairy groin, topped by a large pinkish head. The veins around the thick shaft were pulsing with raw energy. She brought her right hand to my phallus and encircled it with her fingers.

"You were not that big here either the last time I bathed you" she laughed. "But look at it now; so thick and hard – a beautiful lingam to please any woman" she said, her fingers squeezing my hardness.

"I don't think it's that big" I said, as she started to sponge my groin with soap. "At least not as big as Dad's" I continued.

"Believe me Chellam; you have a big, beautiful cock. You gave me so much pleasure with it last night. It touched places inside me that were never touched before" she praised, continuing to lather my cock and balls. 

She ran her fingers gently over the throbbing veins on my meat. "It's excited and throbbing" she added, her eyes glued in admiration on my dick.

"Have you seen Dad's? It's massive – a fantastic tool" I exclaimed.

"Yes. His is big and beautiful, but you are still young. Your cock will be like his as you grow older, Chellam. Don't worry – you will inherit his cock" advised Aayahmah as she squat down and sponged the front of my thighs and legs. My soap-covered cock twitched and swayed as we continued with the bath and conversation.

"I will prepare you a special herbal oil which you can use to massage your lingam. It is an old recipe from our ancestors and it really does work" Aayahmah continued.

"Who told you that?" I asked.

"Your Mom" she replied "and she got it from her mother."

"Aha...no wonder Dad has such a beautiful, big prick" I laughed.

"I guess so. But anyways, size alone does not matter. You must know how to please a woman with it" said Aayahmah, pouring water over my groin area and legs to wash away the soap. She held my hard prick, stretched the foreskin back completely and poured some water over it, making sure it was clean.

"You know when you were a little boy, every time we had finished bathing you, we would kiss your little bird, as we called it – your Mom and me" Aayahmah said, reflecting on the past.

"It's not a little bird anymore, is it?" she said and slowly moved forward and kissed my swollen cock head, her eyes looking up at me. 

"I love you, Aayahmah" I whispered to her, as my prick throbbed right in front of her face.

Aayahmah's reaction was to curl her fingers around my hard-on, open her mouth, slide her lips over the head and take my boner deep into her mouth.

"Mmmm....Aayahmah....so nice......" I moaned in pleasure, the lovely feeling flowing from my dick to every nerve cell on my body. 

She sucked and massaged my cock with her tongue and mouth, while she moved her fingers down to my balls cupping my tight hairy scrotum. She slid my cock out of her mouth till her lips covered only the mushroom head. She sucked on it and twirled her tongue all over it, all the while looking at me with love in her eyes.

I moved her head away and pulled her up to stand, hugging her to my wet body and wetting her in the process. I kissed her open mouth, sliding my tongue into her expecting mouth. She sucked on it and pressed herself hard to my body, my hard cock sandwiched between us. I felt so in love with this wonderful woman.

"I really love you Ma" I said, breaking off our kiss.

"I love you too, my son" she whispered before pushing me against the washing stone and making me rest my buttocks on it, in a semi-sitting position. My cock pointed wickedly up towards her.

Encircling my cock with her fingers, she said "Mmmm...let me finish what I started. I want you in my mouth. I want to love your cock. I want to drink your love juice, Chellam. Yesterday you gave me wonderful pleasures with your mouth, today it's my turn."

Again, she squat down in front of me and slid her lips over my cockhead, her other hand holding my thigh. She took all of my length into her mouth till her lips were right at the base of my prick, her nose nuzzled in my curly pubic hair. I felt my cock touch the back of her throat. She stayed in that position for some seconds using just an internal suction of her mouth to send shivers of pleasure through my body.

"Ammaaaah........" I moaned out loud, overcome by the pleasure I was experiencing.

She then pulled her mouth slowly away till only my cockhead was in her mouth, held it there for a few seconds before again sliding slowly all the way down to the base of my cock, her lips applying tight pressure along the length of my cock. She repeated this slow bobbing action of her mouth with my cock for some minutes before removing her mouth completely away.

Still holding my cock, she put my shorts on the bathroom floor and kneeled down, resting her knees on my shorts. She then raised my cock with her fingers, moved her head under my length and slowly licked and nibbled the throbbing underside, starting from the base up to the tip of my cock and then nibbling back all the way down again. My cock was pulsing with her oral attention.

The feeling was sensational and I held her head as she did that, looking at her heavenly face. She looked beautiful, a mature feminine beauty, the likes of which I would yearn for in my later years. She smiled at me knowingly and continued her love play with my cock. Her blouse was wet and her hard nipples strained against the cloth. I stared down her deep cleavage thoroughly enjoying the oral pleasure this woman was giving to me. Her wet pavadai clung to her legs, outlining her strong thighs.

She kissed the underside of my cockhead and used her tongue to lick the groove and slit and then tried to spear my cum hole with her tongue tip. My cock twitched with her manipulations.

"Mmmmmm........aaaaaahhhhh......so nice..." I moaned again.

She licked her way down my length to my hairy balls and gently sucked one into her mouth, then the other and repeated this mouth-juggle of my scrotum for a few seconds, while her fingers continued to gently stroke my meat. 

Keeping her eyes locked on mine, she moved her mouth again under my length and then used her lips like a vice to hold my member firmly. She then began moving her lips left and right, as if playing a harmonica – using her tongue to provide lubrication. She stroked me like that with her lips, masturbating and pleasuring me, while her fingers gently fondled my balls. Her melons jiggled inside her blouse.

"Mmmmm....aaaahhhhhhh.......yessss....feels so good Amma" I purred, stroking her hair as she glided her lips over my prick. I felt a beautiful tickling sensation slowly rising from the base of my cock and knew that a mighty eruption was soon to be expected. As if sensing that herself, she used her teeth to gently bite my prick and then moved her head away and shifted herself to a kneeling position in front of my cock.

She smiled at me and said "I want you to explode in my mouth, Mohan. I want to drink your love."

Her hands went behind to my ass and she pulled me forward. She slid her lips over the bulbous head and took my cock deep into her mouth again. She sucked my lingam and massaged it with her strong tongue.

I held her head while my fingers undid the knot of her hair-bun, letting her pony-tail loose again. I grabbed hold of her pony tail tightly and started to move my throbbing member, fucking her hungry mouth in a steady rhythm. Her eyes looked up to me, pleading me to explode as her mouth sucked and toyed with my cock.

"I love your mouth around my cock Amma. Feels so goooood.....so gooooood" I moaned, pulling her pony tail firmly as my full length disappeared into her mouth, reaching the back of her throat.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh..." I groaned "I'm going to shoot soon."

Sensing that I was close, Aayahmah's fingers pinched and squeezed my bum cheeks, urging me to shoot my load. She started to suck hard, trying to swallow my whole length. I felt my balls begin to tighten and a tickling sensation starting from my scrotum and spreading through my whole body.

"Aayahmaaaaahhhhhhhh.....noowwwwwww. Suckkkk.......mmeeeeee" I screamed as my body stiffened and the first delicious rush of my semen exploded from my cockhead deep into her mouth and down her throat. 

Her eyes opened wide as my load hit the back of her throat. "Mmmmm..." she grunted in pleasure and her fingers dug into my ass cheeks.

"So good, so good, so good........uunnnhhhh.....YESSSSSSSSS.....suck me, suck me, suck meeee..." I bellowed as blast after blast of teenage cum bulleted from deep within me through the length of my pulsating canon into my Aayahmah's loving mouth. My hand pulled her ponytail tight not wanting to let her mouth go.

She choked slightly but her throat worked overtime to swallow all the cum spewing into her mouth. She pulled back her mouth slightly to help her but greedily sucked me without any sign of releasing my cock. Her right hand cupped my scrotum and massaged my balls, as if enticing more cum to flow out.

"Ammmmaaaaa....." I moaned again and again as my body shuddered, tears forming in my eyes as the intense pleasure of my first blow-job overcame my teenage senses. I felt weak at my knees and felt totally drained.

Finally, she slid my cock out of her mouth and kissed the bulbous head. She had swallowed every drop of my cum. My now-deflating cock hung before her and she smiled at me. I let her ponytail go and pulled her up to stand and hugged her, before kissing her. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I tasted my own cum.

"I love you, Amma. That was the most beautiful sensation I have ever felt. Thank you, Ma" I whispered to her, full of love for her.

"I love you too Chellam. I love your cock and you taste wonderful. If it were possible, I want to have your nectar everyday, darling" she replied. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she spoke. We stood there hugging each other for a few seconds.

"Now let me finish washing you" she said.

She poured water over my cock and cleaned it again with soap. Then she soaped and cleaned my torso, playfully pinching my nipples. I poured a few more tubs of water over my head and then Aayahmah took the towel to wipe me dry. Her blouse and pavadai were by now completely soaked. 

"Okay Chellam, you are dry now. Go to your room and get dressed while I change from these wet clothes" she requested.

"Let me change your clothes for you" I teased.

"No, we will be here the whole day then" she laughed. "So please go and let me change" she said.

A little while later after we had both changed, I sat in the kitchen and chatted with her. She had made me two half-boiled eggs and some toast to go with a mug of hot coffee. She was wearing a cotton sari tied nicely and low around her waist, exposing her sexy midriff.

While she cooked, I asked her about her life and she openly told me everything – love, sex, her teenage years, her parents, her married life, her husband, and her frustrations and so on. It was a deep conversation and it did her good to pour her heart out to me. Tears swelled in her eyes as she recalled some good and bad memories. She was an incredible woman who had endured a lot in her life.

I went to her and hugged her from behind, letting my fingers caress her exposed tummy. "You are great, Aayahmah" I said, "a truly wonderful woman." 

After what had happened between us over the past 48 hours, I sensed that our relationship had taken on a new meaning, a special bond that went beyond a mother-son type relationship. We were friends and lovers too.

I stayed in the kitchen and continued to chat with her as she finished with the lunch preparation.

"Don't you physically yearn to be touched and loved by a man all the time, Amma?" I asked.

"Yes, sometimes" she replied. "Why?" she asked.

"I had my first sexual experience yesterday and already I feel that I cannot live without it, without a woman, without you" I replied.

"That's because it's your first time. You just discovered the joys of sex" she laughed. "After some time you will grow out of it" she continued.

"I don't think so. Look at Mom and Dad. They are still very active sexually. I couldn't believe what I saw them both do" I said. "And I have got their blood in me" I smiled.

"Yes, they are special. True lovers, straight from the heavens and both of them care to keep their love life young and fresh" Aayahmah praised.

"I want to be like them" I said.

"You will have to find the right woman" replied Aayahmah. She had finished with the cooking and was washing up at the sink.

"I will one day. For now I have the right woman in you" I said, as I stood up to hug her again gently from behind as she finished with the washing. 

"For how long, I wonder" muttered Aayahmah, "you will get tired of this old lady one day." 

"Now let me make the special oil for you" she said and proceeded to take some dried roots and herbs from a bottle. Then she started to pound them on the grinding stone to make a paste, explaining to me the different roots and herbs. She mixed the paste with some gingelly (sesame) oil in a pot to make a solution. Then she heated it up on the stove while stirring it. There was a strong but pleasant herbal aroma from the pot. After some long minutes of stirring, satisfied that it was done, she put the pot aside to cool it down.

"Use this oil and massage it on your lingam every day, either in the morning after your bath or in the evening just before you go to bed. Let it remain there for some hours and you will see the difference in some weeks" explained Aayahmah.

I nodded and then asked her "Do you do the yoga, Amma?"




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 04



"Yes, but not as regularly as your mother" she replied. "Why?" she queried.

"I saw Mom doing it on Sunday afternoon and wondered if it also helps women maintain their sexual prowess" I said without further elaborating what else I had seen that day.

"Yes it does. There are special exercises to tighten our feminine muscles and positions to give pleasure to a man. Didn't you feel the muscles yesterday?" she asked with a wink and smile. 

"Mmmm...I did – strong, as if fingers were squeezing me. I can't wait to be inside you again Amma" I responded.

Aayahmah just smiled and said "Mine (my muscles) are out of practice though." 

"Well, you can practice it with me anytime" I teased her.

"Yes, I am sure you would love that. Okay, work here is finished. I am going upstairs to clean" she continued.

"Do you need help?" I asked.

"No, I can manage" she answered.

I sat in the verandah reading the newspaper while Aayahmah went about her chores; sweeping and dusting the hall and bedrooms. It was well past noon when I finished with the paper. I just relaxed in the verandah and again reflected on the happenings of the past few days, feeling a glow of positive energy within me. I had truly graduated into a man and felt good.

Some time later, I went back into the house and downstairs to the kitchen. Aayahmah was pouring the special oil into an empty bottle. 

She handed it to me and said "Keep this in your room and take it with you when you go back to campus." 

"There is some more here which you can use while you are at home now. Keep this too in your room" she continued, handing me another small container. 

I went to my room to put the stuff away while Aayahmah started to serve lunch out on the dining table. I helped her with the plates and cups before getting the cold water from the fridge. When everything was set, I went upstairs again and waited in the verandah for Mom. I saw her walking up the road in her white uniform and nurse cap, holding an umbrella to shield her from the hot sun.

As she reached the house, I opened the gate and greeted her. 

"How was your day, Mom?" I asked.

"Usual, nothing extraordinary. No critical cases to report" she replied with a smile. I could not help admiring her radiant beauty as she walked up the stairs to the verandah. 

"And, what have you been up to?" Mom asked, while taking off her shoes.

"Nothing much, just lazing around and chatting with Aayahmah. I enjoy being home" I replied.

She smiled and said "That's nice. I am sure Sundari appreciates having someone to talk to. Usually she is all alone when we are at work" she continued.

Mom walked into the house and greeted Aayahmah who was standing at the staircase leading down to the kitchen. She handed her thermos-flask to Aayahmah and asked what was for lunch before going to her room to change.

Some minutes later she appeared in her housecoat and went to wash her hands before taking her seat at the dining table. I sat opposite Mom while Aayahmah sat by her side. We usually went vegetarian on Tuesdays and Fridays. Aayahmah had made some saambar (lentil curry) with tomatoes, carrots and potatoes. There were also stir-fried long beans, fried bitter-gourd and pappadam. Yoghurt and rasam (spicy Indian soup) were also on the table. We enjoyed our meal and started a conversation.

"Do you observe the vegetarian food in campus too?" asked Mom.

"I try to whenever possible" I replied. 

"But don't be choosy. You need the energy for your body and brain. Eat whatever is available and keep healthy" advised Mom.

"He wants to have an oil bath tomorrow morning" Aayahmah told Mom.

"Great idea! It's good for you. It helps cool your body down and generally keeps your skin young and fresh. Let Sundari massage the oil onto your head as well as your body and let the oil soak in for around 30 minutes. Then take your bath" said Mom expertly.

"What!" I exclaimed. "I'm a big boy now, I can do it myself" I said to Mom, acting shy.

"Look who is suddenly shy! We have seen everything on you Mister" laughed Mom, coaxing a big smile out of Aayahmah. 

"You can wear your shorts and let Sundari massage your body with the oil. Her fingers will do you good" said Mom.

"Yes, okay" I said, pretending to still sound shy but secretly excited. 

"Soak some neem leaves and wild rose petals in a large bucket of water overnight and use that for your bath afterwards. That will also clean and refresh your skin afterwards" advised Mom further, looking at Aayahmah and then me.

"Yes, I will get it ready for him" said Aayahmah.

"You need an oil bath regularly. Believe me, it really does you good. Our ancestors used to have these baths almost every other week" said Mom.

We finished with lunch and I helped put the plates and cups away to the sink while Mom and Aayahmah put away the food. Nothing much more happened that afternoon. Both Mom and Aayahmah had their short afternoon naps while I dozed off on the easy chair in the verandah. 

I woke up a little while later with a hard-on. I went to my room, closed the door and took off my shorts. I then massaged the special oil onto my cock, slowly stroking it and letting the oil sink in. There was a funny, slightly stinging, sensation as I massaged my prick. I waited a few seconds and then pulled up my shorts.

Later that evening, I helped Aayahmah to get the neem leaves from the huge tree behind our house while she collected the rose petals from our rose bush at the front. Then I helped her with the garden.

After a lovely dinner of thosai (pancake), saambar and chutney, Mom, Dad and I went for our usual walk around the neighbourhood, talking about this and that. Mom also told Dad that I was having an oil bath the next morning which Dad heartily encouraged. We heard some thunder and felt a strong wind blowing. Heavy rain seemed imminent so we went back home quickly. 

It was around 9pm when Mom went to have a shower. After she had come out, Dad went to have his while I was watching a documentary on TV. It was pouring cats and dogs outside and there was also lightning. Aayahmah was downstairs ironing clothes. Just as Dad came out after his shower, the lights went out suddenly – there was a power cut in the whole neighbourhood, probably caused by a trip at the substation.

We waited for a while and then I took a torchlight from the window sill (we always kept the torch there for emergency). Using the torch, I went downstairs and got some candles from Aayahmah and lit them. I left a few downstairs for Aayahmah and brought the rest upstairs and placed them in certain places around the hall to give some light.

"Wonder how long we have to wait before the power comes back?" I asked.

"The last time it took more than 2 hours" answered Dad.

"Yes, it's happening more frequently these days" added Mom.

We chatted for some more minutes before Dad decided to go to bed. Mom followed him a few minutes later. I wished them both good night and relaxed in the hall, hearing the rain belting down. Some minutes later, I went to my sister's room to spy on my parents. 

In the dim candlelight, I could see them both standing up and hugging each other, both clothed. But strangely nothing more transpired. They kissed, wished each other good night and got into bed, before blowing of the candle. I waited for some minutes but nothing happened – no movement or noise.

I came back to the hall and made sure the door was locked and all the candles were off before heading downstairs. Aayahmah was in the bathroom having her shower. I waited for her to come out and then went in to have my shower. I noticed that she had already soaked the neem leaves and rose petals in a large container of water.

As I finished with my shower, the lights came back on. Great, I thought and quickly dried myself before heading to my room. After wearing my shorts I went back upstairs and made sure that all the lights and fans were off. Then out of curiosity I again peeped on my parents, but there was nothing going on. They were fast asleep. 

It was just after 10pm and the rain was still pouring heavily. I went downstairs and headed to Aayahmah's room. I let myself in and closed the door behind me. She was in bed, snuggled under her blanket and reading her magazine. She looked up at me and smiled. I went to her bed and sat down by her side.

"Waiting for me?" I asked softly.

"Yes, my darling, I am" she whispered and put the magazine away. 

I sat there admiring her beauty – her large eyes sparkling with love and her long hair spread like a peacock's feathers on her pillow. She had stretched her hands out, resting them above her pillow, exposing her hairy armpits to me. She looked so sexy like that.

"What are you looking at?" she asked.

"Just admiring my woman" I replied.

She took hold of my right hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed my palm and then sucked on my fingers one by one. Her eyes were locked on mine – the lust and hunger showing. I bent down towards her and planted a soft kiss on her forehead, without any other body contact. She gently pushed me away and her hand slowly removed her blanket

""Make love to me Mohan" she urged me with her voice and eyes, as she uncovered herself.

My eyes opened wide in surprise – she was completely naked underneath her blanket. I feasted on her voluptuous, mature body – proud that this lovely woman had chosen me to satisfy her.

"You are beautiful, Amma" I whispered to her, before bending down to kiss her again.

Her lips opened in want this time and my tongue drove into her mouth. She sucked on my tongue hungrily and her breathing became erratic. My hand roamed over her naked body as we tongue-kissed and explored each others mouths. She rested her hand on my thigh, slowly stroking it.

My fingers stroked her sides and slowly worked their way over her tummy to her hairy pussy. Her legs opened in anticipation and I cupped her hairy slit with my palm. Her legs closed, capturing my hand. Her fingers moved up my leg and closed around my hardening prick over my shorts. She squeezed it gently urging it to be fully erect.

I broke of our extended kiss and looked at her smiling face. My fingers continued to gently stroke her pussy while her fingers squeezed my cock.

"You make me so happy, my son. You make me feel young and naughty again" she whispered to me and moved her fingers under the leg of my shorts and cupped my balls.

I bent down to kiss her breasts, first one hard nipple then the other. Her legs opened wide again and I gently rubbed my fingers over her pussy lips. Her fingers left my shorts and moved to her breasts where she cupped her breast and offered it to me to suck. My mouth covered her breast and I tried to get as much of her flesh into my mouth as possible, sucking like a baby in hunger. She held my head as I sucked her breast and teased her nipple with my tongue, looking at me with her mesmerizing eyes.

Her fingers went back under my shorts and encircled my fully hard member. She stroked and squeezed it gently. My fingers left her pussy and slid up her body, cupping her other breast. I moved my mouth over to that breast and her body twitched in pleasure as my lips opened over her nipple and slowly devoured her breast. As I squeezed her breast with my fingers and sucked on it hard, she squeezed my throbbing meat in tandem. 

"Mmmm...." we both moaned, enjoying the stirring pleasures in our bodies.

I stretched out on her bed with my mouth still filled with her delicious boob. Slowly I turned her body and rolled her over on top of me, her tit still embedded in my mouth.

"Mohan......mmmmmmm" she cooed.

She removed her breast from my mouth and moved down my body to kiss me. Her tongue immediately snaked its way into my mouth and urged me to suck it. Her legs were on either side of my legs and she gently rubbed her groin over my prick still covered with my shorts. Our mouths were fused together and our tongues dueled with one another while our groins increased the pressure, her naked pussy grinding against my shielded prick.

She broke off the kiss and sat upright on my upper thighs, with her knees resting on the mattress, either side of my body, unashamedly showing her full nakedness to me. She spread her legs and showed me her hairy pussy. Using her fingers, she stretched open her pussy lips, wantonly showing me her house of love, her eyes pleading for satisfaction, her mouth open seductively. My prick throbbed at the erotic sight.

She pulled the waistband of my shorts down to my thighs and I raised my bums to help her. My erect phallus stood up vertically from my hairy bush. She slid up my thighs a little till my naked hard cock was touching her pussy and then she started to rub against it, up and down, gently. I felt her hairy wetness on my cock and shivered with the sensations she was generating in my body. She used her fingers and pressed my prick against her wet pussy and rubbed her clit against it.

"Mmmmm....yes....beautiful" she moaned, her eyes closed in pleasure.

My hands held and caressed her thighs as she continued to lewdly rub against me. Her seductive eyes and lips hypnotized me while she teased my cock with her hairy and wet pussy. Her beautiful large breasts swayed gently with her movements, her hard nipples prominent.

Slowly, I moved my hands to her bums and lifted her. "Come sit on my face Amma, I want to lick your pussy" I pleaded, my hands urging her.

I guided her bottom towards my face and she put her knees on either side of my face, her hands on the mattress supported her. She lowered her wet pussy to my face and looked at me in total abandon as my tongue darted out to her love her yoni. 

"Mmmmm.......yessssss. God...Chellam.....how I have longed for this magical moment!" she uttered, when my tongue touched her womanhood.

I kissed her pussy passionately and then gently lapped her wet cunt with my teenage tongue, before licking with steady hard strokes. I loved her hairy pussy - her smell and taste were like aphrodisiacs, driving me wild. My hands massaged her bums while her knees supported her in a semi-sitting position over my head.

"I love your pussy, Amma....mmmmmm...mmmmmm" I managed to mutter without breaking my licking rhythm.

"Yessss...lick me, my darling. My pussy belongs to you......yesssss" she cried. Her hands came to my head and lifted me against her cunt, rubbing her hairy beaver hard against my face.

She was starting to drip, her honey was flowing. I raised her up off my face a little and inserted a finger inside her wetness. With my finger inside her, I continued licking her, focusing on her clit

"Yes....yes....yesssss" she gasped and started humping my finger and face. She was on fire again, the years of abstinence evident as her body reacted to the sexual arousal I was providing.

She leaned back on my body using her hands to support her. Her hands moved down towards my thighs where she anchored herself. Then she started to really rub her clit against my tongue and fuck my finger - her back grazed against my swollen prick as she moved. Her pussy was wide open and gaping wet – it looked so inviting.

"Lick me....lick me...lick me. It's so good...sooooo gooooddd...eat me Mohan" she cried, her legs spread obscenely wide.

I savored the aroma of her aroused cunt, just like I had the night before. God I loved her pussy. Staring right into her sopping wet womanhood, I removed my finger and watched her honey dripping on my face. My tongue lapped her pussy again before I slid my tongue into her opening. She jerked her body as my tongue penetrated her vagina and she raised her body upright as if trying to swallow my tongue into her love tunnel.

"Mohannnn....soooo...gooooood.......Godddddd...I love your tongue inside my pussy...." she blurted out in pleasure.

My hands went out to her large plump breasts which were now heaving and jiggling. I squeezed them with sheer brute force and pulled on her nipples.

"Yessss.....pull my nipples, Chellam" she cried and brought her hands to help me, sitting upright again.

She cradled her buxom boobs while I rolled and pulled her nipples. Meanwhile my tongue worked furiously in and out of her hole and I felt her moving her pussy in a circular motion, seeking the utmost pleasure sensations. Her face was contorted in sexual pleasure, a face that said a thousand words of love. 

"Mmmmmm...aaaaaaaahhhhhh......unnnhhhhhhhhhh" she moaned and I felt a spurt of her divine honey flow out of her cunt.

She leaned forward and held on the headboard while my hands gave a last squeeze and pull on her majestic melons. I moved my hands to her ass again, squeezing the firm cheeks of her bums. She began to squirm and thrash against my face in an effort to fuck my tongue.

"Unnnhhh....yesssss.....yesssss......unhh...uunhhh...unhhhhhh" she cried.

Suddenly, she began to jerk furiously against my mouth and ground her pussy on my face. I increased the speed of my tongue, alternating between licking along her slit and around her clit, flicking it. My fingers massaged her ass cheeks urging her to spurt more honey into my waiting mouth.

"Unnnnh...unhhhh....yess....more...more...more......" she urged me.

She rubbed and thrust her pussy against my face harder and faster, using the headboard for support. Her eyes were dizzy with pleasure and she uttered wanton words of lust, urging me to finish her off.

"Make me cum...unnhh....make me explode....make me cum, Chellamm...yesss" she grunted.

Needing no further encouragement and feeling her juices beginning to flow steadily, I devoured her burning pussy, licking and sucking in complete abandon. My cock was throbbing powerfully as if it felt the same pleasures as Aayahmah's cunt – there was a magical sexual connection between her cunt and my dick. 

The pressure of her sopping pussy on my face and nose was suffocating and some strands of her pubic hair were in my oral cavity, but I did not care. I wanted this woman to explode like she had never done before. I held her tight against my face, licking her clit. My fingers crushed her ass cheeks.

Suddenly, her body stiffened and then shuddered as a powerful orgasm swept through her.

"Mohann.....YESSSSSSSSS......cummmmminnnnnnggggg.....aaaaaahhhhhhhh...." she screamed, and I felt her pussy convulsing and another spurt of her cum gush out. 

"Mmmm...I moaned, capturing her honey and worshipping her yoni with my tongue, kissing her gaping womanhood with hunger.

She raised and lowered her pussy, forcing herself hard onto my face. Yet another gush of honey flowed out of her pussy, wetting my face and dripping down to my hands under her bums.

"Unnhhhhhh....aaaaahhhhhhh......Mohannnnnnnnn" she cried in a steady rhythm, as her body spasmed and shuddered in pleasure. More nectar oozed out of her cunt. 

I held her bums tight and moved her leaking pussy all over my face, rubbing her divine love juice all over my face. My face glistened with her juices. She smiled at me, overwhelmed by her orgasm, dizzy with lust, moaning in rhythm with her thrusts. She gripped the headboard and moved her pussy away from my face. My hands were still massaging her bums.

She showed me her gaping, dripping hole and let me enjoy the sight. Her pussy was wide open now and I could see her love tunnel still convulsing, drops of her honey falling down on my chest. She needed a fat cock in there and I was ready.

"That was awesome, my handsome lover" she cooed, her body still shuddering from her climax. "Now I need your mighty cock inside me" she said obscenely.

My hands urgently guided her body downwards and positioned her on top of my tower of power. Her fingers encircled my throbbing meat and aimed it at her pussy. She literally dropped herself on to my rod and it slid into her soaking wet cunt to the hilt in one go.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 04



"Ahhhhhhhh....yessssssssss" she gasped and her eyes opened wide, as my cock hit the back of her womb. "I love your fat cock inside me....it's so fucking good....." she cried in sheer lust.

I knew that I would not last long at this rate. Licking her, making and seeing her explode had driven me to that point. I wanted to make it last, but her tight pussy and her strong vaginal muscles were not making it easy.

"I want to explode with you, Amma. But I am so close to cumming" I warned her.

"Don't worry, Chellam. Let it go if you can't hold on. You are still young and your cock will be hard again soon and then you can continue" she advised. 

She sat on my cock and rode me, slowly lifting her pelvis up and down, enjoying the feeling of my throbbing cock deep inside her hole. One of her hands went behind her to touch us at the point where my lingam and her yoni were joined together in the act of love. Her fingers gently pinched the base of my cock, pressing on a vein or nerve on the underside, just above my scrotum.

"This can help to prolong your staying power, darling" she taught me, pinching my penis gently while she pressed her bottom downwards on my prick, stretching my penis flat inside her vagina. 

It helped and I smiled at her. My hands went to her heaving boobs and squeezed them in tandem with her pussy squeezing me. Our bodies were totally in tune with each other. She lowered her body towards me, planting a kiss on my lips before offering a tit to my mouth. My mouth hungrily sucked on her boob before my tongue came out to lick her fat nipple, flicking it gently. I did the same thing to her other tit while she rode me with total abandon.

"Unnnnhhhhhhhh.........aaaaaaaahhhhhhh,..Mohan....feels sooooo gooooood" she whimpered, "so deeeeep. YESSSSS...aaaaahhhhhh...fuck meeeeee."

"Mmmm...yes Ma...just awesome. Your pussy is so tight and hot" I groaned.

"God, she loves your big cock, Chellam.......aahh...unnnhhh..unnnhh.....fuck meeee..." she cried and started to really move, riding my cock hard. She started rotating her hips, using my cock to churn her insides.

She placed her hands on my shoulders for support and humped my cock, raising her pelvis up and down rapidly, savoring the pulsing meat inside her tunnel. Her boobs were heaving and bouncing in free flow. Her long hair was flailing as she moved her head in a dizzy sexual trance, sweat forming on her forehead.

"Unnnhhhh...unnnhhhhh...unnnhhhhhh" we panted in rhythm as we increased the speed of our love act, trying to rush to our orgasmic nirvana.

On her every downward thrust, I raised my hips to push my rod further up her hole, as far as it could go. I held that position for some seconds and she pounded her pussy in quick-fire succession onto my cock. Her honey was again flowing freely, down my rod and onto my balls. And, I was on the verge of a mighty explosion.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" I pleaded, begging her to fuck me hard. 

"Yes, darling....aaahhhh...unnnhhhh...unhhhh...unnnnhhhh" she gasped, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice and milking it in a steady action.

My hips were off the bed as I pushed deep inside Aayahmah's cunt, elevating her. She held my bums, her fingers pinching my cheeks and she rode me like that. We thrust our groins together unable to control ourselves anymore. I started pistoning in and out of her; pulling out almost all the way and then driving my cock in deep. In and out, in and out, in a rapid nonstop action.

Aayahmah was moaning and thrashing her head back and forth. She kept muttering deliriously, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." 

All of a sudden she yelled, "Don't stop Mohan. Make me cum. OH FUCK....OH FUCK YESSSSSSSSS... unnnh...unnhhhh...unnhhh."

With that her pussy clamped down on my cock as a powerful orgasm rocked through her body. Her body shuddered and convulsed involuntarily and she leaned forward, using her hands to support herself on my chest. She pumped harder and more rapidly urging me to shoot my load.

"Ohhhhh.....aaaahhhhh....Mohaaaaaaaan........now....yes, yes....YESSSSSSSSSSSS," she groaned. 

This sent me over the top and with one final stab I thrust my throbbing cock deep up her love tunnel, as far as I could go, lifting our bodies off the bed. And then, my cannon swelled and erupted like a volcano. 

"Ammmaaaa.......YESSSSSSS.........cummmiiiiiiiing" I cried, blasting load after load of fresh boy cum up inside her womb.

"Ohhhhh GOD....YESSSS....I feel it...I feel it....give it all to me" she cried as my cum missiles hit the back of her womb.

"So good...so good.....so good" I moaned helplessly, totally overcome by the million sensations pulsating through my cock, as more squirts of semen shot out of it.

Our bodies urged each other to continue fucking. Her pussy milked me spasmodically and I thrust my still hard cock in and out of her wet hole, emitting wet squishy noises. It seemed like our orgasm went on forever and ever. Our combined juices were flowing out of her filled pussy, down my rod, over my balls to my ass crack.

"Mmmmmm......yessss" we hissed together, sharing the pleasure we were experiencing, still gasping from our love-making. 


She leaned forward and rested her head on my chest, still impaled on my cock. Her muscles continued to contract and massage my twitching and throbbing meat. The cool breeze from the ceiling fan kept us comfortable but doing little to diminish our sexual urges.

"Mmmmmm...beautiful...they are talking to each other again" she purred and kissed my chest. "It was wonderful, my darling."


"Yes, Ma....such a powerful feeling, exploding inside you like that" I replied, still feeling the pleasures radiating throughout my body.

We lay together like that for minutes, just relishing the warm afterglow, nuzzling and caressing each other, without uttering any words. The only movement taking place was deep inside her pussy where my cock was being showered with love by the contractions of her cunt. Our combined love juices were still oozing out, soaking our groins.

"Am I too heavy for you?" she asked, breaking the silence.

"No, Ma. It's fine. Just keep me inside you forever" I answered, to which her pussy responded with a tight grip of my cock.

"I love you, Mohan. I wish I could be yours forever" she said, raising herself to look at me.

"I love you too, Aayahmah and I will be there for you for as long as you want me" I replied.

"In my next life, I wish that I will be your wife. I want to have your babies" she said, with a sparkle in her eye and then rested her head back on my chest. I caressed her hair, understanding what she meant and then planted a kiss on her head.

We remained silent, listening to the rain belting down outside. My fingers were still caressing her hair and her fingers started to gently make circles around my nipple. Our bodies were still joined together, my hard cock imprisoned in her pussy and refusing to deflate, our groins wet and fused together by our juices.

"Your lingam is still so hard, Mohan. It's not gone down at all. It feels so big inside me" she said, squeezing my prick with her pussy yet again.

"Your lovely yoni keeps me hard, Amma. I want to fuck you again" I replied unashamedly, talking to my lover.

"Do you really? Guess what?" she asked, raising herself to look at me again, smiling.

"What?" I asked

"I want you to fuck me again and again with your magnificent cock. Fill my hungry cunt with your mighty tool and explode inside me, again and again" she pleaded and started to pump a little more forcefully on my cock. 

She kissed me on my lips and slowly moved towards one side, not breaking our sexual union. We lay side by side, facing each other, our legs intertwined, her breasts crushed against my chest, my cock still buried inside her hot hole. She tongued me deep, her hands pulling my head hard against hers, while my fingers pulled her bums hard against me, drilling my cock deep inside her. We gasped and moaned in our sudden show of sexual urgency, our eyes looking at each others and expressing our needs.

Aayahmah gently pulled away from our kiss and slowly pulled my head to her breasts. My mouth immediately captured one hard nipple and sucked on it. 

"Mmmmm....yessss" she moaned, her fingers caressing my head.

I sucked on her other nipple while my fingers massaged her ass, my cock twitching and throbbing in her boiling love tunnel, ready for another assault.

"Mmmm...nice, my nipples love being sucked by you, just like they did when you were baby" she gasped.

I continued the oral love of her nipples for some seconds more before moving up to kiss her. Then I raised her arm and kissed her hairy armpit before licking it. She felt ticklish and moved my head away.

"I love your hairy armpit....so sexy..." I uttered, looking at her, our bodies still fused together. My hands massaged her bums and pulled her hard to me.

"And, I love your bums, Amma....so round and firm" I said to her.

"They are fat" she replied.

"No, they are not.....just lovely" I responded, pinching her bums, "I love them."

We kissed again and my hands squeezed and caressed her bums, pulling her hard against me and driving my cock deeper into her cunt. Her hard nipples poked into my chest, her melons serving like cushions between us. My fingers caressed the slit of her ass, feeling the wetness from our love juices.

Gently she broke off our kiss and whispered "Wait a moment Chellam. Let's do it another way. You will like this." 

She pulled herself away from me slowly, disengaging her pussy from my cock and turned her back towards me, lying on her left side, bending her upper body forward away from me and pushing her bums against my cock. Raising her right leg up, her fingers encircled my stiff meat and guided me to her gaping, wet pussy.

"Push your cock inside me and fuck me this way, Chellam" she pleaded.

I held her right leg up and she rubbed the length of my hard manhood over her hairy slit, foaming with our combined cum. The she placed my cockhead at her heavenly gate and I plunged my throbbing rod into her wet hole from behind. 

"YESSSS......" she hissed, as my meat filled her up to the hilt.

"Mmmmmmm.." I moaned in pleasure, feeling my cock wrapped tight in the sheath of her pussy.

We adjusted our positions a little, to get maximum pleasure and comfort. She moved her torso closer towards me. Her left leg rested on my left leg and I moved my right leg over her left leg and started to fuck her hard from behind. My cock was buried up to my balls in her tunnel and my scrotum was smacking against her lovely bums. 

"Do you like this position?" Aayahmah asked, turning her face to look at me.

"Yes, it's great. Your pussy feels much tighter this way" I replied, slowly sliding my cock in and out of her.

"This Nagabhanda position is highly recommended in the Kamasutra. It gives much pleasure to both lovers and you can easily adjust to other variations" she explained.

"Mmmm...yesss. And I can touch you everywhere. And I love feeling your beautiful bums against me" I said, lifting her right leg higher and spreading her wide and watching my prick sliding in and out of her hairy house of love. 

We were both comfortable in this position and our bodies moved in a beautifully slow but steady motion. She pushed her ass hard against me each time my cock drilled into her and rubbed her bums against my balls. I raised her head with my left arm and kissed her. Her tongue darted out to lick my tongue in a teasing dance to accompany the more exotic dance taking place between our groins. 

I moved my right hand to her breasts and caressed her hard nipples, one after the other, leaving her to hold her right leg up with her right hand. Her left hand snaked its way to my balls and gently caressed my wet scrotum before she trailed one of her fingers over the slit of my ass.

"Mmmmm.........yesssss" I moaned as I felt her pussy gripping my cock like a vice.

She smiled at me and whispered "I love you, darling. My pussy adores you."

"God, you are so wet and yet so tight, Ma. It feels so good" I moaned in pleasure, as I thrust my length of meat inside her again and again, in a slow hard rhythm.

"Unnnnnhhh... aaahhhhh....yesssss...screw me like that my son. Lovely, so deeeep and so nice it feels...mmmm....mmmmmm.....yessss...fuck me, fuck me" she guided and urged me on. 

I moved my right hand to her hairy pussy and used my fingers to gently brush her curly, pubic hair which was wet with our juices. She brought her left hand to her groin and laced her fingers with mine. She brought our joined-fingers to her mouth and kissed them and then placed them on my mouth for my kisses, her eyes shining with love

Looking down at our point of union with lust-filled eyes, she blurted "I love watching your handsome cock entering my pussy. It's so beautiful to watch."

"Yes, it turns me on too. That's another plus with this position.....mmmmm" I replied, sliding my cock again into her chute of love.

I moved my right leg a little more over and up her left leg so that my right thigh pushed against and supported her right leg upright. She brought both her hands to her groin and using her fingers opened her pussy lips wide, showing me her clit.

I used my right hand to withdraw my cock from her tunnel and slid it over her foaming pussy lips, nudging her clit with my cockhead before gently thrusting the whole hard length back up her love hole.

"Mmmmmm...YESSSS....lovely, darling" she moaned. "Do that again, please."

Who was I to deny this lovely woman her pleasure? I repeated this action a few more times, gently rubbing my cockhead over her erect clit. Leaving my cock to rest on her pussy lips, I gently touched her clit with my finger – it was throbbing in excitement. She held my finger and guided me to rub around her clit for some seconds.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh.....YESSSSS" she squealed in pleasure and thrust her clit hard against my finger.

With my right hand pleasuring her rosebud, I used my left hand to guide my thick cock back into her tight soaking cunt. Her pussy welcomed my rod, instantly holding it in a vice-like grip. She pushed her ass hard against me wanting to bury my entire cock as deep inside her as it would go.

"Unnnhhhhhh...YESSSS" we both moaned together, enjoying the sensation of my thickness sliding up her tight cunt, rubbing her sensitive vaginal walls.

I started to thrust with more urgency, picking up the tempo of our mating, drilling my cock in and out of her twat in a steady rhythm. My balls slapped against her bums while my finger continued to stroke her pleasure bud. She matched my every thrust, pushing and rotating her juicy ass hard against me.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...." she begged, her eyes filled with wanton desire.

I adjusted my body to be almost at right angles to her, her right leg now rested over my right shoulder and her left leg bent at her knee supported by my right hand, opening her pussy wide for my battering ram, allowing me to pound her mercilessly. 

"Do me Mohan....tear my pussy with your thick cock. GODDDD.....I LOVE YOUR COCK......I LOVE YOUR COCK....aaaaaahhhhhh" she screamed, as my cock again reached the depths of her heavenly hole.

Her tits gyrated and jiggled erotically as we increased our tempo, totally focused on reaching our peaks. Nothing else mattered except a mighty explosion for both of us. She looked at me as I battered away, her mouth open and guttural sounds escaping from her throat. Her fingers alternated between caressing my balls and touching her clit.

"So good, so good, so good.....so deeeep....aaahhhh" I moaned, drilling my pulsating prick deep up her love chute.

"More....keep pushing....darling....harder.....harder" she egged me on, her face contorted in a sexual trance.

I hammered away like a pile-driver, eager to give this woman maximum pleasure. She was my love goddess and I, her slave. I wanted to serve her, to please her, to satisfy her. Her pussy was so alive, her vaginal muscles contracting, squeezing and milking my entire length with a powerful force, urging me to satisfy her burning lust. 

"Yes, yes, yes.....unnnhhhh.....unnnhhhh....unnnhhhh....yes........don't stop..." she moaned deliriously, squirming wildly, her magnificent ass thrashing wildly back against me as I pounded her non-stop, my cock twitching and throbbing inside her.

Aayahmah was close. She was moaning and thrashing her head left and right, with one hand kneading her breasts, pulling on her nipples. Her other hand was still touching her clit and my balls which were soaked with her pussy juice. Her eyes were wild with lust and pleasure, smoldering with desire, begging me to take her to the heavens.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me" she cried in quick repetitions.

I did so, no longer wanting to hold back, driving into her gaping hole with pure animal force. Her hand released her tit and braced itself on the headboard, as I began to piston in and out of her cunt with a ferocious speed and rapidity. Her other hand reached out to my hand and we laced our fingers together.

The added sensation of hearing the mushy squishy wetness of our fucking, watching my balls smacking against her bums and seeing the drool from her pussy running down between our legs as I continued to thrust in and out of her, overwhelmed me. I too was on the verge of a mighty ejaculation.

"Ohhhh....Mohaannnnn.....nowwwwww......finish me....FUCK MEEEEE" she cried and panted rapidly, just as her body started to shake uncontrollably. 

Her pussy again constricted hard around my cock and her body started shivering violently, as if my cock was vibrating inside her. 

"YESSS....YESSSS.....YESSSS..........fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" she screamed at me. 

I did just that – I stabbed and plunged my power rod repeatedly into her, as deep as it could go, feeling her pussy convulsing out of control and showering my cock with her nectar.

"YESSSSSS.......CUMMMMMIIIIINNNGGGGGGGG" she screamed, as her entire body stiffened and shuddered in a powerful orgasm. She pulled our clasped palms to her mouth to stifle her sounds.

"Unnnnh....unnnhhhh....unnnnhhhhhh....cum with me, Mohan.....pleeeeease" she urged me, panting like a bitch and wanting more, "FUCK ME...FUCK ME.....FUCK MEEEEEE."

Her obscene, urging words, her sex-glazed eyes and her orgasmic look sent me over the top and with one mighty push I drove my thick cock into her, as deep as I could go. 

"Oh God......oh God....oh God....Ammmmmaaaaaaaa.......YESSSSSSSSS" I groaned in sheer ecstasy and for the second time that night, my cock literally expanded and then erupted in a mind-blowing explosion.

Powerful jets of my hot lava blasted directly into her tunnel of love, one jet after the other. My body literally shook and shuddered with the power of my release.

"Cum darling cum...give your Amma everything....aaaaahhhhhhh...fuck meeeee" she whimpered. 

Her cunt hungrily milked my cock as I flooded her tunnel, her body still shuddering from her own orgasm

"YESSSS.....Ammmmmma... .......squeeze me....squeeze me....oh fuckkkkk" I kept crying as I stabbed my engorged cock in rapid succession into her yoni, squirting more cum into her overflowing hole and totally overcome by the intense sensations all over my body.

Our movements slowed down with my release but our bodies were still shivering in pleasure. She eased her right leg back down to rest on my right leg but her vaginal muscles worked overtime to caress and squeeze my prick. I remained buried inside her and rested my head now on her hips. 

We stayed like that for a few minutes, letting our sensations subside. My right hand was clasped tight in her left hand while she used her right arm to caress my sweaty hair

She smiled at me. "Was it good?" she asked between breaths, her pussy squeezing my cock, as if urging it to remain hard.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 05



Mom's voice stirred me in my sleep, early on Wednesday morning. I looked at my bedside clock and it was just 6:45am. She was talking to someone outside the kitchen area and I could just barely hear the conversation.

"I wonder how big he is now, Sundari – we haven't seen him since he was around 12. I just hope he follows his father" said Mom. "Anyway, while you are giving him the oil bath today, tell him about the special oil" Mom continued.

"Ok, Rani-ma, I will tell him about it" replied Aayahmah.

"I have to rush off now. See you later, Sundari" said Mom, obviously heading off to work.

"And, if you get the chance, check out his little bird" suggested Mom, from a little further away, her laughter following her sentence.

"Ok, I'll try but he's a shy young man now" answered Aayahmah, giggling in return.

Then silence downstairs – Mom had left for work. 

I wondered what that was about - I was sure they were talking about me but what had prompted that? Curious but still feeling sluggish I decided to catch some more sleep and ask Aayahmah later. Anyway, Dad would be upstairs getting ready for work, so no chance to talk openly to her then. I dozed off soon enough, without a care in the world.

Some time later another female voice awoke me from my slumber.

"Wake up, my handsome prince" whispered Aayahmah into my ear, her hand gently brushing my hair. 

I opened my eyes and saw her angelic face. She was sat beside me, dressed in her usual morning sari attire. I looked at the time – 9:10am. God! That had been a deep sleep.

"Good morning, Aayahmah" I wished her, slowly rubbing my eyes and pushing away the blanket from my torso.

"Good morning, Chellam – did you have a good sleep?" she asked, her hand stroking my bare chest.

"Yes, just wonderful. What about you?" I asked, clasping her hand and bringing it to my face to kiss it. My cock was waking up from his slumber too, slowly unwinding.

"Me, too" she replied. "After the beautiful love we made, I slept like a log. You satisfied and exhausted me completely with your pounding, darling" she continued, smiling in reflection.

Her hand slid down under the blanket searching for the source of her satisfaction, then finding and grasping my hardening prick.

"Mmmm....looks like he's still not satisfied" Aayahmah teased, stroking my cock over my shorts.

I smiled at her and asked "What were Mom and you discussing early this morning?"

"Why? Were you eavesdropping on us?" she queried.

"No! I was turning around in bed when I heard Mom talking to you about the special oil" I answered.

"Your Mom was just curious as to how big your lingam was" Aayahmah said, her hand now sliding down under my shorts and encircling my erect member with her fingers, pushing the blanket away.

"You should have told her" I laughed, winking at her.

"Very funny, Mister" she responded with a tweak of my prick, smiling at me.

"Why did the conversation start in the first place?" I asked.

"Well, she kept advising me about the oil bath, what oil to use, what herbs to use, how to massage you thoroughly all over your body and then she wondered about your genitals. Knowing that your Dad has never talked to you about these things, she was a little curious as to your physical development. That's why she asked me to advise you about the oil, to help with your physical development" she explained.

"God, if only your Mom knew that you have a cock to rival your Dad's" Aayahmah cooed and pulled the front of my shorts gently over my rock hard prick, exposing the throbbing meat.

"And, if only she knew the sexual development her son has made over the past few nights" she laughed, stroking and squeezing my penis.

"So, are you going to tell her?" I asked.

"Tell her what?" she returned my question, her fingers pulling my foreskin all the way back and admiring my swollen cockhead. Her tongue licked her lips lewdly.

"Well, she asked you to check me out!" I replied and then asked "are you going to tell her?" teasing her and enjoying the manipulations of her fingers.

"Maybe" she said and then bent down to kiss my cock. "Mmmmmm....." she purred, sucking on my cockhead for a few seconds, twirling her tongue over the sensitive knob.

"Hey, it's dirty. The oil is still there" I said and lifted her head away.

She raised her head and said "Nothing is dirty with you, Chellam" and then bent down to kiss my chest, pulling up my shorts over my hard prick, but keeping her hand over it.

I hugged her to my chest and we stayed like that for some time, relishing the close and open relationship that had developed between us over the past few days - not just sexual but love, trust, care, respect and friendship, beyond the mother-son type relationship that had already existed before. 

"OK, let's get moving with your oil bath before the sun gets too hot" requested Aayahmah, standing up and pulling me out of bed. As I stood up, she rolled her ponytail into a bun and fixed it to the back of her head.

"Let me use the toilet, brush my teeth and wash my face first" I said.

"Yes, do that and then bring the wooden stool from the store to the edge of the open area. You can have your oil massage there in the shade" Aayahmah instructed and then left the room.

After I had finished with the toilet and washing up, I wore only my shorts and brought the wooden stool to where she had requested me. There was a medium-sized stainless steel pot filled with oil on the floor. 

Aayahmah came out of the kitchen a few minutes later, carrying a tray - another small bowl of oil and some bottles holding herbal powders were on the tray. She had taken off her sari and was in her pavadai and short blouse, her curvy waist and belly sexily exposed – that pavadai (underskirt, worn under the sari) and sari blouse combination is such a sexual turn-on!

"Are you ready for your bath Chellam?" she asked, putting down the tray on the floor.

"Yes, Ma" I replied.

"Sit down on the stool and relax. I will start from your head" she said. 

She stood at my side and poured the oil (from the small container), using her fingers like a sieve, on to the top of my head. She told me that it was pure coconut oil (unlike the adulterated stuff you buy in the shops). Then she used the tips of her fingers to rub and massage the oil all over my skull, concentrating on my crown.

"Usually we use two types of oil for the bath, coconut or gingelly (sesame). Some people swear by coconut while others use gingelly only. We use coconut oil for the head and a mix of both for the rest of the body – a tradition from your ancestors" she explained.

Oil was soaking and slowly dripping out of my hair, down my face and neck. Aayahmah used her fingers to scoop it off and then massaged my skull again. She stood behind me and held my head against her body; then ran her fingers through my hair repeatedly, from my forehead over the top and sides to my crown, her fingertips gently pressing my skull, as if drawing all the energy to the crown of my head. She did the same to the back of my head, exerting a soothing pressure over my skull. She finished off with a massage of my temples using her middle fingers – that was indeed relaxing.

She then moved to my front and held my head upright. She rubbed my forehead, using both her thumbs, full of concentration, drawing my skin outwards. I was staring straight into her beautiful bosom – treasures to mentally massage my mind as her fingers worked on my head. I kept admiring her cleavage and the partly exposed mounds of flesh as she oiled my ear lobes and the insides of my ear. 

Satisfied that my head was done, she hugged my head to her breasts.

"Was that good?" she asked, hugging me tight.

"Excellent, Ma" I replied, my oily face nuzzled in her bosom. Involuntarily, I rubbed my oily face in between her cleavage.

"You will get me all oily" she said, pushing my head back gently.

"Good, then I could give you a massage as well! I would love to massage your body" I teased her.

"You would, young man, you would" she responded, with a little giggle.

"Has anyone given you an oil massage before, Amma?" I asked.

"Yes, your Mom has done it many times when I have had an oil bath" she replied.

"Your private parts too?" I queried cheekily, my eyes opening wide.

"No, you silly boy" she laughed, pinching my cheek.

Moving again behind me, she scooped some oil from the big container and applied it to my neck and shoulders; then used her fingers to slowly press and massage my skin and muscles. It felt really good and I felt the tension going out of my neck. After some minutes of that and sure that my neck and shoulders were loosened, she gently "broke my neck" (like "breaking your knuckles") on both sides. 

"Mmmm...thanks, my neck needed that after last night" I said, reflecting back on her sitting on my face.

"I can imagine, Chellam – maybe I was too heavy for you" Aayahmah replied, working on my back now, using her fingers, thumbs and occasionally using the pressure of her palms, making sure that every inch of my back was caressed with oil.

She finished with my back by gently rubbing her fingers down my backbone, from the top to the bottom a few times, inducing a warm glow along my spine. She then proceeded to work on my arms, first the right then the left, massaging it seemed every bone, muscle and tendon in my arms and ending with each finger. She also made sure that my arm pits were soaked with oil.

"Ok, let's start with your front now" she said, moving to my front and prompting me to stand up. 

She started with my chest, rubbing oil and massaging gently, from my shoulders down and then moving her fingers in a circular motion around my breasts and nipples. She asked me to hold my hands out to the sides and massaged my torso, slowly running her fingers from my back to the front from both sides, and moving from my chest down to my waist.

I watched her as she went about her task without any fuss, admiring her mature face, her natural beauty and her voluptuous body – God, I wanted her so much. Her juicy tits were heaving and gyrating inside her blouse, supported by her bra. She truly had a beautiful pair and they begged to be freed. 

She saw me staring at her cleavage and smiled. Playfully pinching my nipples, she looked at me and asked me with the movement of her head and eyes what I wanted. I replied with my eyes pointing to her breasts. She winked at me, pinched the flesh of my tummy gently before using her finger to caress my navel with oil. My cock was stirring to life again, rapidly.

"You behave, young man, until I finish with this oil massage" she warned, before squatting down to start with my legs, her blouse and pavadai already stained with oil. She was doing a thorough job, but looking down to her deep cleavage and the mounds of juicy flesh, which her bra could hardly cover, it didn't help the stirring in my loins.

She rubbed and pressed my legs from the thighs down to my toes and soles, pulling and stretching each of my toes one by one. Finished with my toes, her hands slipped under my shorts and massaged my upper and inner thighs, making sure they were covered with oil too, somehow avoiding contact with my fast-loading prick. 

Then she moved to the back and did the same, caressing and nursing the back of my thighs and knees, down to my heels. Her oily hands went under my shorts again and massaged my bums for some minutes, covering my ass crack too with oil.

Satisfied she stood up behind me, squeezed and patted both my shoulders and said "Ok Mister, finished with you now. Just sit there and relax for some 20 minutes or so and let the oil soak in."

"What? Finished? You missed something here" I said, turning around to show her the huge tent in my shorts.

"Oh! I thought you told your Mom yesterday that you could do that by yourself" she teased me. Her hand came out to touch and feel my hard cock over my shorts.

"I think you'd better do it. Like Mom said, your fingers would do me good" I responded. I enjoyed the sexual banter and teasing with her.

"Are you sure? It's so hard....I might just break it" she joked, before squatting down in front of me and pulling my shorts down and off.

"Yes" I hissed when her fingers encircled my throbbing cock. 

"He is really swollen and probably needs a special massage. What do you think?" she tormented me again, stroking my cock and looking at my eyes for a response.

There we were, in broad daylight but hidden away from the outside world – in the open area of our downstairs, me standing naked with an erect dick, pointing threateningly at the beautiful face of this wonderful woman; she squatting down in front of me, holding my cock so obscenely in her fingers. This was our world where only she and I existed.

"Do what you want it, Amma. It's yours" I replied.

Her response was to kiss my cockhead and then suck it in her mouth for a few seconds like a lollipop. All too soon she let go of my erect limb and stood up.

"I've got a special for you, Chellam. My love and want of you is making me imagine and do things which I never thought possible" she said and planted a kiss on my lips.

Her fingers started to unbutton her blouse and she discarded it quickly to the floor. Her bra was too small to hold her bountiful treasures and she looked so voluptuous in her bra and pavadai – sexy scenes from Tamil movies flashed across my mind. Lifting her bra-covered tits and teasing me, she asked me again with the movement of her eyes and head, if I wanted them. I nodded.

She slowly unhooked her bra, removed it and dropped it to the floor. Her magnificent tits were set free and my cock jerked at the sight of those beauties, the nipples hard in anticipation of love. I immediately buried my face in between her melons and she hugged me hard. 

"Suck my nipples, darling" she pleaded. I obeyed instantly, sucking with fervour one hard nipple after the other, my tongue lapping around her areolas. She moaned in pleasure.

She allowed me the luxury of her tits for some more minutes before she pushed my head away and sat on the stool. She scooped some oil and proceeded to rub the oil onto her tits, looking at me with her beautiful, seductive look.

"Let me do it, Ma" I begged in horny enthusiasm, my cock throbbing in front of her, the veins pulsing with teenage blood.

I took a scoop of oil in my palms and poured it over her breasts slowly. Then I proceeded to massage the oil into her skin, spreading the oil all over her front, over, under and around her tits, her sides, around her neck. I oiled her big, fat nipples with my fingers, teasing the hard knobs. After that I caressed her collars bones and shoulders, using my fingers gently but effectively.

"Mmmm....feels good" she purred "it's been a long time since I had a massage."

Hearing her and feeling her relax, I made up my mind to give her a good massage – my horny hard prick could wait. I moved behind her and proceeded to pour some oil on her back. She didn't protest and I started to work on her shoulders and her neck.

"Please rub some oil on my crown too, Chellam. No need to undo my hair as I oil it every week anyway" she said. 

I did as she requested before massaging the sides of her neck, feeling her muscles loosen. "You have to teach me how to "break neck"" I requested her.

"Yes, one day when your Mom is around – you need a guide and a guinea pig" she replied with a giggle.

Finished with her neck and upper shoulders, I squat down behind her and massaged her back, gently pressing my fingers and stroking across her ribs and backbone. Using my palms, I made circles on her shoulder blades, caressing her muscles.

"Mmmm....yes" she responded, pulling her body upright and tight for my efforts.

I massaged for some more minutes till I was satisfied that her back was finished. I lifted her hands to her side and then applied oil to her hairy armpits, rubbing down both her sides to her waist. My fingers toyed with the silky thick hair of her armpits, oiling them together in a strand – God, I loved her body hair.

Scooping some more oil in my hands, I massaged the sexy curves of her waist, starting from her sides and slowly pinching and caressing my way to her back on both sides. I repeated this action and this time my fingers caressed her from the side to the front over her cute little belly, both hands eventually meeting at her navel which I proceeded to lubricate with my forefinger. Then I let my fingers slide just under the waistline of her pavadai and traced the circumference of her waist, applying oil with a gentle caress of her flesh.

She purred like a feline at the attention I was giving her body and said "You make me feel special."

"You are special, my darling Aayahmah" I replied, my hands moving up to lift and knead her boobs, hugging her to me.

I brought my hands back to her hips and lifted her off the stool, prompting her to stand. I stood behind her and hugged her to me, my hard cock sandwiched against her back. My fingers went under her front waistline again, inside of her pavadai and rubbed her crotch. She brought her hand down and pressed it on mine, pushing her mound hard against my caressing hand.

Her fingers undid the knot of her pavadai and she let it drop to the floor. I humped her from the back, rubbing my cock over her ass crack, separated only by her thin cotton panties. My hands returned to massage and knead her fabulous orbs. Our oil-covered bodies gave us a whole new sensation as we rubbed against each other erotically, stimulating the act of love. We were both sexually buzzing now.

She pulled away from my embrace, turned around to face me and sat down on the stool. Taking some oil in her hands, she pulled me by my erect cock towards her, placed a wet kiss on the bulb and then started to apply oil over my entire groin, gently caressing and massaging my cock, balls, pubic hair and inner thighs with oil. 

Then looking at me, she poured some oil in between her cleavage, letting it slowly slide down her skin towards her navel and beyond. What an erotic sight that was - my shiny cock throbbed in anticipation. Still keeping her eyes locked on mine, she encircled my oily shaft in her fingers and pulled me forward, closer to her. She spread her legs so that I stood right up close to her, between her legs.

She placed my cock flat against her body, in between her breasts, in her cleavage and then used her hands and pressed both her honey-melons together, creating a tight envelope around my cock. The feeling was exquisite and my cock throbbed in tune with her excited heartbeat.

Looking at me, she said "Fuck my tits, Chellam. Slide your fantastic cock up and down my valley of love," tempting me to try something new.

I placed my hands on her shoulders for support, arched my body backward and started to slowly buck and move my hips, stroking my cock up and down her valley, rubbing against her magnificent breasts, as she pressed them hard against my shaft, creating as much stimulation for my cock as possible. Our oily bodies provided ample lubrication and the sheer sensation it was creating in my body was quite unbelievable. 

The whole action was akin to me stroking my cock with my own soapy fingers (masturbating) but the sensations, the pleasure, was a million-fold better - the tit-fuck was unbelievable. Feeling her soft but firm mounds of flesh pressed against my throbbing meat as it slid up and down in her cleavage was mind-blowing. If I kept this up, I would explode soon.

"Mmmmm......" I groaned in pleasure.

"Do you like your special massage, darling?" she asked, pressing her tits hard together to give me maximum friction and pleasure, her fingers squeezing her own oily tits in the process.

"Exquisite, Ma. I love your big breasts" I cooed in response, getting used to the motion and enjoying it thoroughly. The stool was at an almost perfect height for our sexual adventure.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 05



Her nipples were hard and her large dark areolas were shining with the oil. My hands went to her breasts and lifted them while she pressed them together. I massaged them as my cock humped her oily cleavage, sliding smoothly up and down the valley between her two love mountains.

"I love what we are doing, Ma" I said, slowly making circles on her areolas with my fingers, not losing my fucking rhythm. 

"Mmmm...yes, Chellam. I saw your Mom and Dad doing this once. It's so erotic...and I love watching your beautiful cock" she moaned, enjoying both my manipulation of her nipples as well as the stroking of my cock on her body.

With my hands supporting her tits now, her right hand cupped and massaged my scrotum gently, lubricating the sac with oil. Then she slid her oily fingers under my sac and massaged the area between my balls and anus (which she later explained was my sacred spot). I felt a strange but strong sensation going through my whole body as she pressed and massaged that area with her fingers. My cock was throbbing and the veins on it were pulsating with desire, the oil making my shiny rod look menacing.

She started to hump her groin against my oily leg as she massaged and caressed my pleasure spot, uttering soft moaning sounds. I pressed my leg against her crotch allowing her to rub her pussy more intensely. Meanwhile her fingers were sending electric shocks through my whole body with her rhythmic massage of my sacred spot, pushing me to the verge of an explosion.

I began to thrust my cock in her slippery cleavage with gusto, pulling out completely and then penetrating through the "artificial tunnel" created between her breasts, till my cock thrust through at the top. Sensing my need, her hands moved back to her tits and she pressed her mountains of flesh together for me, creating a tight fucking sheath around my cock. 

My hands clamped on her shoulders as I increased the force of my thrusts while she increased the tightness of her breasts, the oil providing us with the perfect lubrication for our efforts. The all too familiar tingling sensation started in my balls and I growled in sheer animal lust, pumping rapidly. Her eyes urged me, rubbing her groin against my leg in tune to my strokes.

"Shoot, Chellam. Cream for Amma. Explode over Amma's tits...please......unhhhhh" she tempted me, pressing her breasts in a poetic motion against my sliding member.

"Unnhhhhhh....aaaahhhhhhh.......yessss....feels so good Amma....yesss" I groaned, caressing and pinching her shoulders as I drove my prick through her oily valley of love in rapid succession, my explosion imminent.

"Shower me with your love, darling. Cover me with your baby-making seed" she screamed, begging me to release my load, increasing the pressure of her boobs.

"Aayahmaaaaahhhhhhhh.....unhhhhh....unhhhhh....unnhhhhh....noowwwwwww" I bellowed in pleasure, pushing my throbbing rod with full force up her valley of love. My fingers gripped her shoulders tight.

My cockhead appeared at the top of her valley, between her magnificent orbs which she kept tightly pressed together, expanded like a volcano and a lava of cum exploded out of my mushroom, shooting like a geyser up into the air and splashing back down on her body. 

"Yes, yes, yes..........aaaahhhhhhhhhhh" I cried, overcome by the powerful shivers running through me, my body trembling in a mighty orgasm, my knees shaking under the intensity of the release.

Aayahmah released her breasts and grasped my spewing shaft with her hand and aimed it at her body. Powerful warm streams of thick white cum spurted directly on her tits and body – she held my cannon and directed the shots everywhere over her front. Thick white globs of boy cum splashed on her body.

"More....Chellam...more.....give it all to me" she urged me, stroking my cock with her fingers. 

Her other hand went back to my sacred spot where her fingers caressed my flesh prompting more liquid release from my body.

"YESSSS......Ammmmaaaaa........so goood.....so gooood....aaaaaahhhh" I moaned again and again as more cum squirted out of my cock, less powerful in force but still in abundance. Ripples of pleasure were spreading out from my sacred spot to every nerve ending on my body.

She placed my cock in her valley again and cushioned it with her cum-covered tits. She hugged me close to her while I slid my rod up and down her cleavage, wanting me to empty my balls completely. After some seconds, she held my shaft and rubbed the tip of my mighty cock against her nipple – first one then the other. Then she moved it to her face and rubbed it all over – her eyes, her nose and lips, worshipping her lingam.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhh...." I moaned in pleasure with her manipulation, my cockhead twitching on hyper-sensitivity after that powerful ejaculation.

Satisfied that I was emptied, she slid her lips over my cockhead and cleaned it with her tongue. Letting go of my prick, she stood up, then spread and rubbed the thick white blotches of cum on her body and face using her fingers and palms, as if it was body lotion. My cock jerked at her wanton action. 

Smiling at me lewdly, she whispered "It's a good skin cream and will keep me young for you." 

I pulled her to me, overcome by the sheer love and desire for this woman. "I love you Ma" I whispered to her, my body still riding the after-shocks of my ejaculation, my knees feeling weak. She held me like that for a while, her hands stroking my back ever so gently, calming me down, letting my orgasm subside and my breathing return to normality.

"Do you always explode so much, Chellam?" she asked, resting her head on my chest. "Every time with me thus far, you have shot so much of your sweet nectar" she added. 

"Yes, Ma. Even when I masturbate many times a day, I cum a lot" I replied, caressing her bums gently.

"Your wife will be a very lucky and happy lady, darling" she replied pressing her groin against my softening length.

Recovered from my release, I gave her a tight hug and then pushed her back to her sitting position on the stool and said "Let me massage your legs for you now, Amma."

"You don't have to Chellam" she replied.

"I want to" I responded and started to scoop some oil in my palms and apply it to her feet.

I massaged her dainty feet and pretty toes, pulling and tweaking each of them gently. I rubbed my fingers in between her toes applying oil. Then I did her ankles, her heel and finally her soles, using my fingers to press hard against her soles.

"Mmmm...nice........good therapy for my tired feet, Chellam" she cooed.

"Yes, you are on your feet for long hours daily, Ma" I replied, proud to be massaging the feet of my other Mom – she really meant that to me.

Satisfied with massaging her feet, I asked her to stand and I kneeled down on the floor, using my shorts and her pavadai as cushioning for my kneecaps. Her crotch was at my face-height as I went about my task, the panties hardly able to cover her dense forest of lovely black hair. 

I applied the oil to her thighs and knees and then proceeded to press and massage her muscles, from her thighs down to her ankles. She had really strong legs and large, but firm thighs. I used my fingers to knead and caress her thigh muscles on the front and the sides. Feeling the muscles in her thighs relax, I planted a kiss on the crotch of her panties, my lips pressing her mound, inhaling her intoxicating damp aroma. Her crotch was stained with oil and her own wetness.

"Mmmm....that's not part of the massage is it?" she teased, pushing her pussy hard against my lips.

"No, just a small detour to my temple of love" I replied, starting to work on her knees.

Finished with both her knees, I massaged her lower legs with total concentration, working on the front side first and then moving behind and working on her muscles there.

"Mmmmm...your hands feels so good, Chellam. You are good at this" she complimented.

"I learnt it from my sports' coaches" I said, my fingers massaging every tendon and muscle in her lower legs.

I took more oil in my palms and rubbed the back of her thighs, slowly caressing the muscles there. Not much flab in them at all. Then I worked my hands up her thighs and slid them under her panties, cupping her magnificent ass with both hands and slowly caressing her flesh.

Her fingers hooked the waistband of her panties and slid them down. I helped her to pull it down to her feet and she stepped out of them. I buried my face in her ass cheeks, my nose nuzzled in her crack and I couldn't resist a lick. A moan escaped her lips and her legs quivered.

"You really do love my bottom, don't you?" she groaned, pushing back her ass into my face.

"Mmmm...yesssssssssss" was my response, my tongue licking her crack again.

Her ass was truly magnificent – round, firm and succulent at the same time. Her cheeks formed a heart-shape, with lovely dimples. I kissed her bums again before smearing oil on them and massaging those beauties for some minutes – just using my fingers to gently caress her flesh cushions. I ran a finger over her anus rubbing the oil over the sphincter.

My hands then moved to her hips and massaged her pelvic region using the palms of my hands. Then I repeated the action using my thumbs. Satisfied that all parts of her back were massaged with oil, I smacked her sexy, oil-soaked bums playfully and prompted her to turn and face me. 

"Ouch" she said, turning, her hairy pussy greeting my eyes.

"Mmmm..." I responded, kissing her pussy and lapping her wet slit with my tongue, opening her petals of love.

"Aaaaahhhhh..." a moan escaped her lips and her hands went around my head, pressing me to her yoni, her legs bent slightly at her knees to open herself for me.

I licked her wet slit for a few seconds before gently pushing her away. I got up from my kneeling position and sat on the stool. I held her hips and pulled her close to me. Her oily breasts cushioned my face as we hugged each other like that for some seconds.

"Touch me with your fingers, Mohan. Put some oil here and touch me please" she pleaded, drawing my hand to her hot pussy.

Guiding her body away from me, I scooped some oil in my right palm, held it to her groin and let the oil drip slowly out over her dense forest of black hair. Our eyes watched the lovely spectacle of the oil slide slowly down through her hairy bush and over her fleshy pussy lips. I repeated this a few times till oil was dripping from her pubes down to the floor. 

I rubbed the oil over her bush, coaxing every strand of her beautiful pussy hair to be revitalised. Then I used my fingers to massage her mound and lips gently. Just as I had done with my mouth on our first night of love, I held and caressed the outer lips of her heavenly yoni with my thumb and index finger gently, sliding up and down the entire length of her lip, first one side then the other. 

She shivered in pleasure, breathing deeply, as my fingers gently caressed her lips, her eyes looking at mine with such desire. Her lips opened up like a flower in full bloom. Her hands involuntarily started to massage her oily breasts, her fingers toying with her nipples, making slow circles around her hard, shiny knobs. 

With her lips fully aroused, I started with her Venus mount, using my index finger to stroke her clit in a circular motion, first clockwise and then counter-clockwise, gently around the base of her mount. I brought my finger to my mouth, sucked on it and then repeated the stroking of her rosebud again. She opened her legs wider to give me more access and leaned forward to rest her head on my shoulder.

"Mohannnnn.....aaaaahhhhh" she moaned and bucked her hips, her clit begging for more attention.

I held her clit between my thumb and index finger and gently squeezed it. She jerked forward as if trying to fuck my fingers. Then I began to gently stroke her with my thumb and index finger, masturbating her miniature cock. Her hips followed my rhythm and she was becoming very aroused. 

"Mmmm....aaaaaahhhh......Mohannnnn....your fingers.......are driving me crazy" she moaned in pleasure, removing her head off my shoulder.

Leaving her clit, I stroked her oily, wet slit in a slow rhythm, using just my index and middle fingers and she bucked her hips in tune with my stroking. She was well lubricated with the oil and her own juices as well, so I increased the tempo.

"Put your finger inside me now, Chellam" she pleaded, opening her legs a little wider apart. Tiny droplets of oil and her love juice fell to the floor.

I did as she asked and pushed my middle finger gently up her tunnel of love, my palm facing up to her pussy, as if protecting her. She was sopping wet and gasped when my finger penetrated the entrance her cunt. She moved a little to adjust her position and then started to buck her hips gently. 

"Mmmm.....yes, Mohan.... ..." she moaned, guiding my finger inside her.

I slid my finger into her vagina and gently touched her insides. I stroked it up and down slowly, varying the penetration and speed while I used my other hand to pinch and caress her bountiful ass. She placed her hands on my shoulder for support and bucked her hips, fucking my finger in wanton fashion.

"Unhhhhh.....aaaahhhh....yesssss..mmmmm" she groaned, looking at me, her eyes fluttering, her body bent at the waist and her boobs gyrating with her movements.

Instinctively, I bent my middle finger inside her pussy, like a hook towards me, and used the tip of my finger to caress her pussy wall. She brought her hand between her legs and guided my finger to touch her insides properly.

"Yessss....there.... ......" she moaned, as my finger caressed a small fleshy ridge inside her pussy and I felt her body jerk in pleasure. 

"Mmmm....aaaahhhh....YESSSSSSSSSS....there...touch me there, Chellam" she cried, her hips beginning to buck harder now.

It was such a turn-on for me to see her face express the sheer pleasure she was feeling as I caressed that spot, her sacred spot as I was to learn later. Her eyes were glazed in sexual dizziness and her mouth contorted obscenely, her melons gyrating wildly. My cock was by now throbbing in excitement watching Aayahmah's arousal as she struggled to keep herself coherent.


I continued to stroke her pleasure point, making circles around the spot with my middle finger and alternating with gentle pressure exactly on the point. Her pussy was flowing now, nectar from the heavens oozing down onto my palm. Again by intuition, I used my thumb to touch and stroke her clit, as well as her lips simultaneously which increased her pleasure double-fold.

"Unnnnh...unhhhh....yess....more...more...more......Make me cum...unnhh....make me explode....make me cum, darling...yes....yes.....yes" she whimpered, almost crying for release, her cunt fucking my finger hard..

"Cum for me, Amma........explode for me..." I encouraged her, sensing that her powerful release was not far away.

Continuing the dual-stimulation of her rosebud and her pleasure spot with my right hand, I cupped her heaving breasts and massaged them with my left hand, using my fingers to rub her fat nipples. She bucked her hips against my hand harder and faster, using my shoulders for support. 

"Oh my GODDDDD............Mohannn.......Mohannnnnn" she screamed, looking at me, her teeth clenched together, her face and body tightened in a Goddess Kali-like trance, threatening to ignite into fire at any second. Her fingers clawed and dug into my shoulders. And, then her body convulsed uncontrollably as if in a rage of epileptic fits.

"Unnnnhhh....unnnhhhhh...unhhhhh.......YESSSSSSSSSSSS....cummiiiiiinnggg...cummmmiiiinnnnggggg......cummmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggggggg" she screamed, her body jerked powerfully and a burst of honey squirted out of her yoni spraying my hand with her liquid love. My cock twitched in sheer shocked pleasure as I saw and felt her spray hit my hand - it was divine.

"Mohannnnnnnnn.......aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh........" she shouted in pleasure again, as her yoni squirted another spray of her divine nectar over my hand and thighs, more intense than the first. Again, my cock twitched and throbbed strongly as if wanting to ejaculate in response.

"So good, so good, so good....Chellam....aaaaahhhh.....mmmmmm.....yesssss" she moaned repeatedly, as her body spasmed out of control, her breathing and pulse-rate at breakneck speeds and her pussy squirting honey like a fresh mountain spring. 

Fearful that she might pass out from the intensity of her explosion, I stood up without removing my hand and hugged her body to me, her head against my chest, supporting her buckling legs, continuing to touch her pleasure spot slowly, letting her ride through her orgasmic waves. She was sobbing and crying in her pleasure, uttering sweet nothings. 

We stayed like that for some long minutes until her orgasm subsided slightly and she regained her composure somewhat. Tears were dripping down her cheeks as she gently removed my finger from inside her. I kept my palm there, cupping her divine pussy, collecting her dripping nectar. 

She looked up to me – she was smiling but there were tears rolling down from her eyes, tears of pleasure. She removed my hand from her temple of love and kissed my palm, tasting her own pussy juice. I kissed my palm and rubbed it on my face – I was addicted to her cum.

"I love you Mohan. Every inch of my body loves you. You have given me the greatest pleasure any woman could ask for" she sobbed.

I hugged her to me. Her body was still reeling from her mighty explosion, but it wanted more pleasures, more satisfaction. She felt my throbbing cock between us and her fingers encircled it – it pulsed in her hand, it too begging for more pleasures, more satisfaction. She stroked the oily shaft and looked into my eyes – our eyes talked and decided what to do.

She pushed and prompted me to sit on the stool, my back upright, my knees bent and my feet firmly fixed on the floor. Then holding on to my shoulder for support, she moved one leg over my knees, straddled herself over my legs and impaled herself in one go on my engorged member. Her hands went around my neck for anchor while her feet went around my waist and touched the floor, providing her with enough pivot.

"Mmmmmmm...yesssss....fuck" we grunted together as her yoni welcomed my lingam deep into her, her body trembling again as my rod seared her wet flesh. 

Sitting on me, tears were still rolling down her eyes as she fucked me, riding me like there was no tomorrow. She raised and lowered herself on my cock, slowly milking it with her still convulsing cunt. Her floodgates were open - she was dripping pussy cream in a steady flow, wetting my balls.

"I want to die like this Chellam, on your cock" she said, bouncing up and down on my shaft while I massaged her bums.

My hands held her hips and lifted her up and down on my cock, in an urgent show of power. I was totally overwhelmed with what we both were sharing and I wanted the pleasures to last forever and forever. 

"They love talking to each other so much...aaaahhhhh" she moaned, feeling my cock twitching and throbbing deep inside her hole and her pussy gripping me in tune to my throbbing.

"I love your pussy, just love being inside you, Ma....it's so tight...the feeling is awesome. Keep me inside you forever" I said slamming my length into her cunt again and again.

"Unhhhh...unnhhhhh....unhhhhh......yes, yes, yes....this pussy is yours, Chellam....fuck her...fuck her....fuck her" she screamed obscenely, pumping herself hard on my pillar of love.

She sat upright on me with her arms around my neck, kissing me, while she slid up and down on my shaft. Our tongues hungrily coiled together, licking and sucking each other. We fucked like that in the open area, now partly bathed by direct sunlight, as if in a trance, two naked bodies covered in oil and oblivious to the whole world.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 05



I stood up, without disengaging my cock, carried her with me under the direct sun. Her body was impaled on my tool, her legs wrapped around my waist, her ankles locked together, keeping us in a tight sexual embrace. Supporting her ass, I screwed my cock in and out of her cunt with youthful energy – deep, hard strokes, all the way in, all the way out. Her vagina caressed me in response, in a tight vice-like grip, sparking tremors over my entire body.

"Oh God.....oh God.....oh God.....unhhh...unhhh...unhhh" we groaned in pure ecstasy, as waves of pleasure rocked both our bodies, oil and sweat dripping down our bodies on to the floor.

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...." she spurred me on, her melons heaving and bouncing between our bodies, the hard nipples scraping my chest.

"Yes....yes....yes...fuckkkk" I cried in response, my fingers clawing her bums.

Overcome with the urgency to explode, I increased the tempo to a rapid, non-stop pounding of her twat – in, out, in, out, in quick successions. She matched me thrust for thrust, smashing her ass against my thighs as her arms tightened their hold around my neck, her own need to explode imminent. Our eyes were locked on each others, watching the pleasure unfold on our faces and in our eyes.

"Mmmmm....yesssss........so fucking good.....so fucking good.....don't stop, darling.....don't ever stop....fuckkkk" she cried, as her body started to shake and shiver and the furnace of love between her legs reached melting point.

"YESSSSSS......fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....NOWWWWWWWWWW" she bellowed in pure animal frenzy as her pussy clamped down hard on my cock, trying to rip it out from my body.

"Ammmaaaa.....oh God.....YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS....fuckkkkkkk" I screamed in return, driving my expanded cock right up to the top of her tunnel. 

"Unhhhh....unhhhh....unhhhh" we panted like animals, urging each other, our eyes fluttering in sheer sexual bliss, dizzy with lust, fucking each other crazy. I stabbed her mercilessly, as deep as it could go, feeling her pussy wanting more.

"YES....YES......YESSSSSS" she screamed, as her body convulsed uncontrollably, shuddering in a mighty explosion and pushing me over the edge.

"Aayahmah.....nowwwwww........YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" I screamed, my cock swelling inside her womb and unleashing a torrent of cum straight up her womb. 

"Unnnnh....unnnhhhh....unnnnhhhhhh....give it to me Chellam. FUCK ME.....FUCK MEEEEEE" she urged me, panting like a bitch.

Fireworks went off in my head as jet after jet of cum exploded out of my cockhead into her boiling furnace. Her body was trembling, her legs around my waist were literally shaking as her pussy convulsed non-stop and sucking it seemed, my very life out of me.

"Amma.........Oh Goddddddd....YESSSSSSSSSSS" I screamed in the throes of ecstasy, my legs trembling once more with the power of my release, so intense it was again. Her cunt hungrily milked my cock as I flooded her tunnel, her body still shuddering from her own orgasm.

"Aaaahhhhhhh........ ..." I moaned continuously as the last diminishing streams of cum exited my cockhead into her overflowing yoni, my knees now struggling to support our combined weights. 

"I love you....I love you....I love you..." she kept sobbing repeatedly, her head resting on my shoulder, her arms tightly around my neck, tears of love wetting my shoulder.

We stood there like that for some minutes, my cock buried deep inside her cunt. My body was still reeling from the staggering release but I held her tight and safe in my hands, carrying the woman I loved. Her legs were still shaking from her explosion, random shivers of pleasure.

I stumbled back to sit on the stool, utterly sated with the love-making. She sat on me, hugging me, my cock still inside her and her pussy still convulsing with the aftershocks, our love juices flowing freely from her love trap, our oily bodies now covered also with sweat, holding each other.

"Are you ok, Aayahmah?" I asked her after some moments, when we had again regained some sense of composure. My deflating cock slipped out slowly from her pussy, releasing a flow of our combined cum on to my thighs.

She hugged me, still sobbing, and replied gasping "Yes, just about. I have never ever felt anything like that before, Chellam. I thought that I was going to pass out – it was that intense." 

"Mmmm...yes. I felt as if my knees were going to give way. Never knew that an oil bath could lead to such pleasures" I responded, slowly lifting her off my legs.

"I love you, Mohan...nothing, nothing could compare to what we just experienced" she said, standing up and pulling me up to stand. We hugged each other, overcome by the sheer intensity of our orgasmic experience.

It was nearly 11:30am and we were nowhere near complete with the oil bath, but we were not complaining. She bent down to pick up our discarded clothes and headed to the bathroom, requesting me to bring the stool and the tray with the herbal powders inside. 

In the bathroom, she asked me to sit down on the stool and poured some cold water over my head. Then she took some of the brown coloured sikakai (acacia) powder and scrubbed it over my head, back and body, explaining to me that the sikakai powder would remove all the dirt embedded on my pores and cleanse my skin.

Having completely scrubbed my body with the sikakai powder, she asked me to wash and rinse my body clean. Meanwhile she undid her bun and let her long hair down and then she too scrubbed herself with the sikakai. I couldn't resist helping her, running my hands all over her body. I poured water over her as she washed away the sikakai. It was a new experience too, sharing a shower with her.

Then she asked me to sit down again, applied the green aritha (soap nut) powder on my head and body and repeated the scrubbing and rinsing procedure. She explained to me that the aritha powder was a natural soap and would remove away all the oil. She then scrubbed some of it on her body as well, with my eager help. I couldn't help noticing again how, despite her age, her whole body was indeed in a perfect and trim, youthful condition.

We then poured water over each other to clean ourselves of the aritha powder, scrubbing and rinsing our bodies using our fingers. Her fingers cleaned my lingam with extra care while my fingers cleaned her yoni with devotion. She stood with her legs apart and bent her knees as I cleaned her temple of love, using my fingers to rinse her inside. We were so at ease with each others bodies by now.

Finished with all that, she asked me to have my shower with the specially prepared water (soaked with neem leaves and rose petals from the night before), while she wrapped a towel around her and went outside to wash and clean the open area outside; to make sure that there were no tell-tale signs of our love exploits.

She came back in a little while later to finish her shower. I had saved some of the 'special' water for her and poured it over her. It was so erotic to see the rose petals and neem leaves sticking on her hair and body as I poured the water over her. She looked like the Goddess herself and I was proud to be doing the abishegam (worship) for her

Having finished with our shower, she dried me with the towel and asked me to go change while she scrubbed and washed our discarded clothes. Afterwards she rinsed them and put them to dry on the clothesline. She then dried herself and went to her room to change.

Later, I sat in the kitchen having a mug of coffee and chatting with Aayahmah while she went about her chores in the kitchen. She was dressed in a simple chequered cotton sari and blouse, her hair neatly tied into a bun. Her mid-section flesh was sexily exposed.

She had already prepared some fish curry for lunch before our energetic escapades that morning and was now busy with the vegetable dishes. The rice was boiling on the stove.

"So what are you going to tell Mom later?" I asked her.

"What do you want me to tell her?" she countered me, slicing the long beans

"I don't know. Just curious" I said.

"I can tell her that you are a stud and that you gave me the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced" she said, followed by a laugh.

"Yeah sure. But hey, you did really have a powerful orgasm" I teased her.

"Yes, thanks to you Mister – you made me truly explode. I cannot describe the feeling – it was awesome; it was like a stream of energy leaving my body, my yoni – so powerful, so intense. That has never happened to me before. Your Mom has told me about such instances when a woman ejaculates but this is the first time I have ever experienced it" she explained.

"Really?" I queried.

"Yes, promise! Not even when I have touched myself after weeks without release" she replied.

I felt proud of having given her that pleasure.

"Can I ask you something, Aayahmah?" I asked her.

"Sure, Chellam. After all that we have done and shared, you can ask me anything" she replied, putting the wok on the stove.

"You share a lot with Mom. Does she tell you everything?" I asked her.

She looked at me curiously and then asked "What do you mean with everything?"

"Like intimate sexual things, what she experiences with Dad" I blurted out.

"No, those are really private – only to be shared between a woman and her lover. She tells me about the acts of love - how a woman's and man's body react or what a woman and man should do to each other to heighten their pleasures and things like that. She probably uses her own experiences with your Dad to tell me these things but without making any reference to them personally" she answered me and then asked "Do you understand?"

"Yes I think so. I wouldn't share my intimate moments with you with anyone else" I replied.

She smiled at me and started to stir fry the long beans, adding some chilli and dried prawns to the wok. 

"You will make a good man, Chellam – like I told you last night, if I do have a next life, then I wish you to be my man, my lover, my husband" she responded, sincerely, stirring the long beans.

"I am blessed to have you as my lover in this life, Aayahmah" I told her, standing up to rinse the empty mug.

She let the long beans simmer in the wok while she poured away the excess water from the boiling rice, before leaving the pot on the stove again (to finish cooking the rice). I watched her as she went about her tasks. After admiring her for some seconds, I held her hand and pulled her to me.

"You look really radiant, really bouncy now, Amma – there is joy in your eyes" I told her, hugging her.

"Yes, I am truly happy, contented and you made me feel that. It's not just the sex part Mohan...it's being wanted, being desired" she responded, resting her head against my chest, before kissing my cheek. 

"Just hope your Mom doesn't notice any changes" she added a word of caution and then broke our hug, to continue with her work. I squeezed her ass as she broke away.

"Randy teenager, save it for tonight" she uttered, teasing me with her tongue out, while emptying the delicious food from the wok into a serving dish.

"Can I help you with anything?" I asked.

"No, thanks. I just have to get the yoghurt and lassi ready and then clean up" she replied.

I smiled and walked out of the kitchen. I went upstairs to pick up the newspapers and then came back downstairs to read in my room, sitting cross-legged on my bed with my back against the wall. I had the radio on, listening to the local English station while catching up on the news. The room door was open and I could hear Aayahmah cleaning up the kitchen, followed by the bathroom and then the outside areas. 

I put the papers on the floor and stretched out on my bed, with my front on the mattress and part of my trunk hanging over the edge of the bed. I read the rest of the papers that way for some minutes, till I unconsciously dozed off into a power nap.

For the third time that day, I was awoken by a female voice.

"So how did it go?" Mom asked. 

"Ok, I think he enjoyed his oil bath. He allowed me to rub the oil on his head, back and legs. The rest he did himself. And then later I rubbed the powders on his head and back before he had his shower" came Aayahmah's reply.

They were talking near the dining area and they could see me. I feigned sleep to see where their conversation would lead to.

"No wonder he's having a sound nap – a good oil massage and bath always does that" Mom responded and then asked "Did you tell him about the special oil?"

"Yes, he was willing to give it a try. So I made it for him already – it's in his room" Aayahmah replied.

"Good. I hope he uses it regularly" Mom said and then lowering her voice she asked "Did you see it?" She glanced in my direction.

"Sort of. He looks big" answered Aayahmah softly.

"Really? How do you know?" asked Mom, sounding curious.

"In the bathroom, when I was applying the herbal powders on his wet head and body, he was wearing a towel and there was a clear outline of his semi-hard thing under the towel. He must have been unconsciously stimulated and he looked big" Aayahmah lied.

"Now you have made me even more curious, Sundari" answered Mom.

Just then, I pretended to wake up from my sleep and feigned a loud yawning sound before stretching myself on the bed. Silence outside. I got out of bed and headed for the bathroom to wash my face. Seeing Mom there, I wished her before entering the bathroom. 

Moments later we were seated at the dining table, feasting our lunch.

"I heard that you enjoyed your oil bath" started Mom.

"Yes, it was really good. I should have it more often but I need someone to massage the oil like Aayahmah" I replied confidently, smiling and alternating my looks between Mom and Aayahmah.

"Oh! Well, you can come back here once a month on a weekend, besides your usual term breaks. That way we can see you more often too – your parents are not getting any younger, you know" said Mom.

"Yes, it would be great to be home once a month - let's see how I manage it. Hey, but none of you are really old, Mom. All three of you look so youthful" I complimented, reflecting on their physical condition as well as their sexual prowess. I took a sip of the iced lassi.

"Thanks to our ancestral upbringing – diet, healthcare and living habits – we look and feel young, both physically and mentally" explained Mom. 

"Yes, I know – that's why I don't have a girlfriend. I cannot find any beautiful young girls like you both" I joked, inducing a laugh from them both. 

"Cheeky bugger" said Mom in response.

"By the way, Sundari has given you this special oil, right. Use it daily – it will do you good" Mom advised, her eyes looking away from me. 

"Should I ask your Dad to talk to you or show you how to use it?" asked Mom.

"No, I'll manage" I said, acting totally innocent.

"Ok, but you can ask anyone of us if you need help. We won't bite you" Mom said, giggling. Aayahmah laughed and got up from the table, finished with her lunch.

Mom and I got up behind her and took our plates to the sink. After washing my hands, I helped them clear the table before going upstairs. Mom stayed behind to help Aayahmah finish cleaning up. I decided to go for a short walk around the neighbourhood. Nothing much happened after that.

Later that afternoon, I went to the field nearby to play football with guys from the neighbourhood. Everyone there knew that I was in the National Youth Team and tried their best to prove that they were better than me. I had some hard pushes and tackles coming my way. 

It was almost dark when we finally stopped playing. I sat there on the field talking to some the other guys, exchanging news and gossips. After a while of chatting with the guys, I decided to head back home. I was soaked in sweat and had taken off my t-shirt.

Reaching the house, I greeted Mom and Dad in the hall – they were watching the Tamil News on TV. I went straight to the dining area to have a cold glass of water. Aayahmah was in the kitchen preparing something for dinner. I went to the kitchen and sat there - watching her make chapatti.

"You must be tired?" she asked.

"Actually not. It was good to have the run around on the field" I replied.

"Do you want to have your shower first or dinner?" she asked.

"Dinner. I will shower before I go to bed" I answered, just when Mom walked into the kitchen.

"Good idea. Let's have an early dinner. It will probably rain again tonight" said Mom and started to help Aayahmah with the chapattis.

We had dinner around 7:45pm – chapatti with fish curry plus some potato puree – after which we went for our walk. Mom had coaxed Aayahmah to join us and the four of us had a nice, leisurely walk around the neighbourhood chatting silently about this and that. 

We got back home just when a light drizzle started. Dad and I sat in the verandah watching the rain coming down while the ladies went inside. It was around 9.00pm.

"Your Mom told me that you might want to ask me something" said Dad, attempting to start a conversation and inviting questions. The rain was getting heavier.

"Not really. Aayahmah made this special oil and Mom asked me to use it everyday" I answered him, stepping into unchartered territory with Dad. I had never had a discussion with him about such things before.

"And, I'm sure you know how to massage it, right?" asked Dad, trying to sound academic.

"Yes, shouldn't be difficult" I replied. 

"Yes, nothing difficult. Just like when you please yourself. You do please yourself don't you?" asked Dad, again trying to be very academic.

"You mean masturbate?" I cornered him. Loud thunder rolled in the skies.

"Yes, that's the word" Dad responded, a little nervously.

"Yes, I do" I replied, sure that I had overcome a big communication barrier with Dad. I felt confident with my conversation – the experiences of the past few days had also made me more confident of myself.

"It's healthy but like everything, don't overdo" advised Dad and then asked "Are you comfortable talking to me about this?"

"Yes. Are you, Dad?" I posed the question back.

"I wasn't sure at first but now I am. I should have had this chat with you years ago when you neared puberty. But it's never too late I guess" he replied, patting my hand.

"Well you can ask me about anything, anytime you want, Mohan. I am here for you" said Dad, standing up to go inside. 

"Ok, Dad" I replied and followed him into the hall, locking the front door behind me. It was raining cats and dogs outside.

Mom was sitting in the hall reading a magazine. She smiled at us and asked "Finished with you men talk?"

"Yes, sort of" replied Dad and then headed for their bedroom, telling Mom that he was going to have a quick shower.

I wished them both good night and headed downstairs, telling them that I was going for my shower. Aayahmah was listening to some Tamil music and folding clothes in her room. After a good shower, I dried myself, put on a new pair of shorts and headed for her room. She was just about getting ready to go for her shower. Rain was still pouring down outside.

"My turn for the shower" she said, speaking softly, and then asked "Are your parents asleep already?"

"I don't know, Aayahmah. But I am going upstairs anyway" I replied quietly. 

"Are you going to watch the show tonight?" she asked and then, with a wink and a smile, stated confidently "They will make love tonight."

"Really? How do you know?" I queried, puzzled and curious.

"Trust me, Chellam. The vibes from your Mom indicate a passionate night of love – she is buzzing with sexual energy" she replied.

"Ok, I'll have a look" I responded coolly and headed upstairs, broad smile on my face. Aayahmah went in to the bathroom.

The hall upstairs was empty but the lights were still on. I switched on the fan and turned on the TV to an English documentary, setting the volume at a moderate level. The rain had slowed down outside. I quietly went into my sister's room and in an instant realised that the show must indeed be going on.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 06



What a sight to greet my peeping eye! Mom naked on the bed, on her hands and knees, near the foot of the bed and Dad, he too naked, kneeling on the floor at the edge of the bed, his face glued to her behind, kissing and licking her pussy in wanton fashion, his hands caressing her bums and thighs. They were perfectly positioned (sideways) to my line of sight.

"Mmmm.... yessssss, lick me, Athan.... I feel so horny today.... mmmmm" moaned Mom, turning her head to look at Dad and swaying her firm, round bums from side to side, rubbing and teasing his face with her hairy slit. Her beautiful tits jiggled with her swaying, the dark nipples already hard. Her long hair was let loose and gently flailed to her movements.

Dad looked up, his face shining wet with Mom's juices, playfully smacked her bums and said "You need a good fucking, my dear" before burying his face in her voluptuous behind and continuing his oral love of Mom's yoni. 

My prick uncoiled to life inside my shorts, watching and listening to their sexual escapade. I was late for their love show and wondered what else had already transpired before I had got there. But by God, I loved watching and listening to them making love.... so beautiful, so natural and so, so erotic. And, Aayahmah had been right - Mum sounded super-horny that night.

My life had totally changed since I last saw them, on Sunday night. Probably it was fated to happen this way – five days ago, I was an ignorant virgin when I accidentally discovered my parents in sexual action; then I was caught peeping and more by Aayahmah, only to eventually land up between her legs, losing my virginity to her and then in the past three days, experience pleasures of the flesh beyond my wildest imaginations. I smiled as I reflected on my arangetram (arangetram = graduation, in Tamil). 

Mom's passionate moan brought me back to the live action. I pressed my eye and ear close to the wall, not wanting to miss any sight or sound – I partly closed the room door to muffle the sound from the TV in the living room but still allowed some light and visibility in my sister's room.

"Yessss...mmmm.... ..I need your fat cock inside me soon, Athan. I am so wet and so fucking horny" groaned Mom while Dad lapped like a hungry dog at Mom's pussy and ass-crack.

Despite being a glutton for licking her cunt, Dad heeded Mom's words. He stood up slowly behind her and his fantastic erect male organ came into view – it was simply awesome. I stared in pure admiration as Dad stroked his mammoth cock and then placed his magnificent meat on Mom's bums. He rapped his rock-solid meat on her firm mounds a few times, as if to show her how hard he was, and then proceeded to rub his length along the wetness of her crack, his animal-like groan clearly audible.

"Grrrrrr.... I love your wet kundi, Rani.... ..grrrrrrrrrrr" growled Dad as his fingers rubbed and mauled her rounded fleshy mounds (kundi = ass, in Tamil).

Mom looked over her shoulder at Dad, her teeth clenched. She too growled like a bitch in heat and shook her bottom teasingly in response, while Dad's cock slid up and down her crack.

Dad smacked her cheeks again with his hand, a little harder this time. "You look so damned bitchy like this, Rani.... so damned sexy" uttered Dad in reply. 

"Yes.... your super-horny bitch, Athan. Take me from behind and fuck me now. Shove your cock inside my cunt and fuck your bitch" begged Mom seductively, her need to be screwed evident.

Just then the door behind me opened, startling me a bit, and Aayahmah stole into the room beside me, touching my shoulder. She was in her long nightgown and smelt freshly showered. I smiled, guided her to another peephole and invited her to take a look, cautioning her to be absolutely silent – we made a perfect pair of partners in crime!

Dad took a step away from Mom and held his mighty lingam with his right hand – it looked massive and an audible gasp of disbelief escaped Aayahmah's lips as she watched through her peephole. Her hand sought mine and our fingers entwined while we witnessed the erotic show unfold before our voyeuristic eyes. 

Dad stroked his giant tool and watched Mom while she teased him, swaying her bums left and right, like a real bitch in heat. She leaned forward and rested her torso on the mattress, her head sideways on the pillow, her juicy melons crushed under her body. Her knees were spread and her bums were raised obscenely towards Dad. She used both her hands to spread her cheeks wide and then she looked at him with sex-glazed eyes, hungry for love.

"You want this inside you, Rani?" teased Dad in response, proudly showing off his throbbing organ to her, the bloated mushroom head shining in the bedroom light. Aayahmah's fingers squeezed my fingers tight.

"Yesssssss. I want your big cock, Athan. Put it inside, darling. Fuck me; fuck your sexy bitch with your hard cock. Please.... ." pleaded Mom and squirmed her bums enticingly at Dad.

Dad touched Mom's ass-crack with his left hand, his finger grazing along her slit while he stroked his prick with his right. He moved closer to Mom, aimed his divine spear at the entrance of her love chute and rubbed the blood-engorged head against her vaginal opening. Mom's hands spread her ass cheeks even wider.

I moved my right hand to Aayahmah's behind and gently rubbed her bums over her dress, as we watched in awe at my parents. She pushed back against my caressing fingers while her fingers clasped my other hand tightly, waiting eagerly for the penetration on the other side of the wall.

We watched, totally mesmerized, as Dad's massive lingam slipped slowly into Mom's temple of love. "Yesssssssss.... ..aaaaahhhh" they both grunted together.

I felt Aayahmah's body shiver as Dad's thick cock entered into Mom's hot vagina inch by inch and her fingers again squeezed mine tightly as if she herself felt the penetrating pleasure Mom was experiencing. She opened her mouth wide when his complete length was buried inside Mom, turning to look at me, her beautiful round eyes sparkling. 

"Godddd.... yesssss.... ...mmmmmm.... feels so good inside me. So big.... yessss" moaned Mom, her face contorted in sheer lust, as Dad adjusted himself behind her, finding the optimum angle to screw and satisfy her wanton cunt.

Dad held Mom by her waist and thrust himself like a prized bull, in strong, rapid strokes into her hungry pussy, getting quickly into a rhythm; his big, hairy nuts slapping obscenely against her ass. Mom in return humped back hard against his superb manhood and swayed her ass left and right to maximize the pleasure sensations. What a sight it was to behold!

"I love your tight, fucking cunt.... darling.... aaaahhhh.... ..yessss.... .so fucking tight" groaned Dad.

Mom lifted her torso off from the mattress and supported herself on her hands and knees again. Dad's fingers tightened their grip on her waist and he hammered her mercilessly, his cum-filled balls swinging back and forth, almost in tandem with Mom's fabulous tits. 

Mom turned around to look at him and squealed "Mmmmmm...aaaaaahhhh.... yessss. Screw me Athan. Tear my tight pussy darling.... I'm so bloody horny tonight." 

Aayahmah's body shivered again excitedly as we watched Dad doggie-fuck Mom, his glorious prick sawing in and out of her wet yoni – Mom on all fours on the bed and Dad standing on the floor, behind her. They looked magnificent together – so gracefully natural, so wonderfully erotic. 

I pinched Aayahmah's butt gently over her nightgown. She looked at me and momentarily we stopped peeping. We hugged each other tight and I kissed her on the lips. Her hands held me tight to her and we could both feel the tense excitement in our bodies.

"More, more, more,.... ..harder, Athan. Fuck me, fuck me... Yessss...unnnhhh.... unnnhhh" we heard Mom cry, in naked pleasure, 

We broke off our hug to continue watching my parents mating in full flow. Dad was firing like a machine now, rapid and hard in-out action, and Mom matched him stroke for stroke, slamming her ass, again and again, back against his thrusting body.

"Unnnhhh.... unnnhhh.... .unnnhhh.... fuck.... .fuck...fuck" they moaned together, surely getting closer to their orgasms.

Aayahmah's hand caught my right hand which was caressing her bums and brought it to her lips and kissed my fingers, licking on them one after the other. She was evidently turned on just like I was, watching the action on the other side of the thin wall. Then lifting her nightgown a little with her right hand, she pulled my right hand to her groin and guided me to touch her panty-covered crotch. She was already damp with excitement.

She let her nightgown down over my hand, with my fingers touching her crotch. Her left hand stole its way to the front of my shorts and caressed my hard member over the thin material of my shorts. We touched each other like that, not rushing, wary of accidentally making noises in the throes of our own sexual urges, and continued to watch my parents on the other side of the wall.

Mom looked over her shoulder at Dad again, her heavenly face flushed with pleasure, and her body shaking in spasms. "Now Athan.... now.... ...finish me.... ...aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.... .... .yesssssssssssssssss...nowwwwww" she cried out loud. 

Mom gyrated and twisted her bums and body around the massive meat drilling into her, as a powerful orgasm rocked her body; whimpering and crying to the overwhelming sensations she was feeling. 

"Athan, Athan, Athan.... .yes, yes, yes.... ...fuck.... ..yessssssssssssss...aaaaaaahhhhh" she screamed again and again.

Aayahmah's body trembled in little shivers as she watched Mom's explosion, her crotch humping hard against my caressing fingers and her fingers rubbing my throbbing prick vigorously. She slipped her left hand inside my shorts and her fingers immediately clasped my stiff pole, squeezing it, her index finger spreading the pre-cum oozing out of the tip. My fingers continued to rub down the front of her crotch, feeling her hairy wetness and coaxing a soft moan out of her.

Dad's arms encircled Mom's waist and he pulled her back against his rampant prick, while thrusting himself forward with brute force. Mom bucked back against him equally hard, probably feeling his thick prick deep inside her tunnel and sensing that he was ready to fill her vaginal cavity with his male seed. 

"Yes Athan.... fuck me.... aaaahhhhh.... ..cum darling.... .fill me up with your love.... ...cum Athan.... fuck meeeee.... aaaahhhhh" she urged him. Her right hand went down between her legs and caressed his hairy balls. 

Dad pulled back almost all the way out and with one mighty push plunged his colossal cock deep into her love chute, holding Mom's waist tight. Mom's body jerked visibly with the sheer force of Dad's thrust and her mouth opened wide.

"Ohhhh.... fuck...yes...ohhhh.... fuck.... fuck me.... Raniii yesss.... ..yesss.... nowwwww" Dad groaned. 

He held her tight as his 6-foot frame shuddered and his cock spewed his boiling cum deep inside Mom's cunt. 

"Ammmaaaaaaa.... ...aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh" he growled like an animal, releasing his seed into his lover's tunnel.

Mom raised her torso towards Dad and bucked against his body, shaking and moving her bums, churning and milking his heavenly cock. Dad's fingers grabbed her beautiful tits and mauled them as he continued to thrust in and out of her hairy twat.

"Yes, yes, yes.... .." they hissed together, still bucking like wild animals in a powerful union of the male and female species, their bodies turning and twisting obscenely, to capture the utmost pleasures.

Aayahmah's body again shook in little spasms as Dad exploded. Her right hand was rhythmically squeezing her breasts as she thrust her crotch against my caressing fingers, her panties soaked with her juices. She turned to look at me, her face overcome with lust and desire, her need evident.

I moved away from the wall and gently pulled her left hand out of my shorts. Momentarily removing my hand from her crotch, I lifted up her nightgown. Overwhelmed by her burning urge, she unashamedly pulled her panties down to her thighs and parted her legs, giving my fingers unhindered access to her hairy treasure. She was really wet, her curly hair soaked with her honey. 

I rubbed my fingers through her damp forest while she gently humped me, a sultry smile of pleasure on her face. I slid my fingers gently over her swollen pussy lips, already open wide in sexual excitement and felt her gooey, wetness on my fingers. She leaned forward and rested her head on my chest while I fingered her. She moaned softly against my chest, barely audible whimpers, overcome with her sexual urges but conscious of our surroundings. 

I slid my middle finger into her love hole and stroked gently, up and down her tunnel like a mini-phallus and then brought my finger to my mouth to taste her. She watched me as I licked her delicious honey off my finger and then kissed my lips in a show of love. My right hand cupped her hairy groin again as we kissed and this time I inserted two fingers up her hairy pussy and stroked her tight, quivering warm flesh. 

A few seconds of that and I felt her pussy clamp tight around my fingers, squeezing them in a lovely pattern. At the same time, her lovely feminine form trembled from the sensations she was feeling deep inside her cunt. Her lovely nectar was dripping down the sides of her thighs and she humped my fingers in a steady motion while she licked my chest, teasing my hard nipples with her tongue.

"Let's go to our room, Chellam" she pleaded, panting softly into my ear, her tongue licking my earlobe in the process and her hand sliding down to grasp my rock hard member, tempting me. 

I sensed her needs and was conscious of my own aroused state but I wanted to watch my parents some more. Moaning and grunting sounds were still coming from the other side of the wall and I indicated to Aayahmah that we remain there for a little while longer. 

I removed my fingers from her soaking twat and sucked on them while I held her to my chest. She too sucked on my fingers and then gave me a cheeky smile and squeezed my rock hard member – pulling on it and forming the words "naughty, naughty" on her lips. She pulled up her panties and let down her gown.

Dad's loud groan of pleasure broke our thoughts for a moment. "Ahhhhhh, darling.... ..keep squeezing my cock like that" we heard Dad say.

We moved towards the wall to catch up on what my parents were up to, gluing our eyes respectively to our peepholes. Dad was still sliding in and out of Mom's pussy albeit slowly, evidently on an extended orgasm. Mom was again on all fours on the mattress, moving in rhythm with his slow thrusts, both whimpering in satisfaction.

"So good, so good, so good, yessssss.... mmmmm" they hummed joyously together. 

Dad slowly lifted Mom's torso towards him and she turned her head around to kiss him while Dad's hands groped and massaged her gorgeous round boobs, his fingers pulling her stiff nipples. Dad then slid his right hand to their point of union and rubbed her wet hairy snatch. Dad held Mom tight against his body, enjoying the warmth of their love, as their movements slowed down completely to a standstill.

Dad pulled away from Mom slowly and his semi-hard cock slipped out of her pussy. Mom moved forwards and rested her torso once again on the mattress but her buttocks were raised temptingly towards Dad, showing him her satisfied, cum-filled pussy. He held his wet cock in his fingers and playfully smacked his rubbery manhood on Mom's bums. Mom wagged her bums in response, inducing a smile on both Ayahamah's and my lips. The games my parents played!

Dad repeated the smacking of her buns with his meat and then dropped down to his knees behind Mom. He kissed and licked all over her cum-soaked pussy and ass before he unashamedly lapped up their combined juices from her pussy, his tongue licking with total abandon. 

"Yes, darling.... lick me.... lick our love juices.... .. I love you, Athan.... love how you love me" cooed Mom, thoroughly enjoying the attention her man was giving her. 

Aayahmah's fingers again clasped my hand tightly and my cock throbbed as we watched their unselfish love play.

After some seconds of that, Dad stood up, his deflated cock now hanging obscenely down, but still of an impressive length and girth. It looked so majestic, so tempting and I had a sudden urge to suck on that magnificent tool – I licked my lips. Aayahmah gulped her throat and looked at me, perhaps with the same thought.

As if Mom had read both our minds, she got on all fours again, staying on the bed, and turned towards Dad, slowly moving towards him. He presented his wet, slippery rod to her. She moaned and then took it all in her mouth at once, her long hair falling over his tool. He pulled her hair back and watched her. Her eyes were locked to his as she cleaned his heavenly lingam. 

She lifted his cock to lick their juices that had dripped down onto his balls. Then she proceeded to lick the juices from the inside of his thighs and pubic hair. She again took his meat into her mouth and sucked on it, making loud slurping noises. Finally she pouted her lips to give his perfect cockhead a gentle kiss and then licked her lips in a wanton show of satisfaction, her face glowing with love. 

Aayahmah licked her lips in tune with Mom and her fingers clasped mine tight as we watched and felt the love being shared by these two incredible humans – my parents. It was just an awesome feeling and again my cock twitched and throbbed, as if feeling the pleasure Mom was giving Dad – I knew I wouldn't last much longer. I was on the verge of an explosion and I needed release - I was totally overcome by the powerful sexual energy radiating from my parents. 

I guided Aayhamah's fingers to my manhood over my shorts and she looked at me, sensing my urgency. Turning me to face her, her fingers hooked the waistband of my shorts and pulled it down my thighs, exposing my erect monster which was pointing straight out of my hairy groin. She squat down in front of me, held my cock, opened her mouth and deep-throated me in one go. The feeling as my length slid down her throat was out of this world.

"Mmmmm.... " I gasped silently, and held her head as she hungrily sucked on my dick, while my eye kept watch on my parents. I was worried if they would hear me.

I started to thrust in rapid strokes inside Aayahmah's eager mouth and her fingers urged my balls to release the huge cum-load they carried. My fingers held her head as she bobbed forwards and backwards, in tune with my rampant teenage cock. I knew a mighty explosion was imminent.

I looked down at this wonderful woman, her mouth serving me the most exquisite of pleasures. I lifted her chin up towards me, her mouth still sucking strongly on my throbbing flesh and her tongue twirling over my bloated cockhead. I smiled in admiration at her beautiful, mature face; her eyes filled with pure love for me.

I pulled out of her mouth and my fingers encircled my saliva-wet prick tightly. I bent my knees slightly and my fingers stroked my blood-engorged prick furiously, pointing it towards Aayahmah who had opened her mouth wide. Her left hand held on to my right thigh while her right hand lifted and caressed my hairy balls. Her eyes demanded me to release my load.

Just seconds and three strokes later, I drove my body forward as the first blast of thick white cum jetted out of my cockhead and shot directly into Aayahmah's waiting mouth. My body trembled with the power of my release and her eyes opened wide as the thick white glob hit the back of her throat. She gulped it down greedily.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh.... ..mmmmmmmaaaa" I breathed heavily, trying not to make any sound, as the second, third and fourth blasts of cum fired in rapid succession into the mouth and down the throat of my lover. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 06



Consciously, Aayahmah raised her left hand towards my face and I immediately sucked on her fingers to stifle any audible sounds. Then she took my throbbing rod into her mouth and sucked the remaining cum direct out of the source, sending me to the heavens of pleasure. I thrust in and out of her oral hole furiously, depositing my last streams of cum down her throat, as powerful sensations vibrated through my whole body.

"Mmmmm.... yessss" a guttural sound escaped my throat, while her loving mouth and tongue sucked and cleaned my meaty length, generating rays of pleasure through my rod to every part of my body – an incredible warm feeling of release. I stroked her hair lovingly as she finished me off.

"What was it that you were trying to tell me earlier, Rani?" I heard Dad ask Mom, as Aayahmah gently removed her lips off my semi-hard cock and planted a kiss on my cockhead.

"Mohan and Sundari - there's something going on between those two, Athan. I'm pretty sure" replied Mom.

Aayahmah and I froze instantly – our hearts missed a beat each and our aroused sexual state vanished into thin air. I pulled up my shorts over my fast-shrinking, wet and sticky cock and prompted her to stand up, looking anxiously at her.

"We are in trouble" she whispered to me, her eyes worried, unsure of what was to come.

"Don't worry" I whispered to her and hugged her to my naked chest for a few seconds.

"There's a beautiful sparkle in Sundari's eyes when she talks of him – a sign of love and satisfaction" we heard Mom continue.

I moved Aayahmah's body away from me and once again, glued my eye to the peephole. Dad was sat down on the bed, his back against the opposite wall and his legs stretched out on the mattress, to hang over the bed. Mom rested her head on his thigh, stretched out at right angles to him. She looked up to him while he stroked her hair - a temporary timeout for the loving pair. Aayahmah stood behind me, apprehensive, and we listened nervously to their conversation.

"But those two have always been close. Sundari loves him like her own son" replied Dad, his fingers sliding gently over Mom's silky black hair.

"But I noticed something different in her today. This afternoon when she told me about his oil bath and that his cock looked big, there was a hidden smile on her lips and a warm glow on her face. Only a woman who has loved a cock could express that glow" explained Mom. 

Dad listened in interest. Aayahmah looked at me, a concerned look on her face, her eyes asking questions. I caressed her fingers gently; trying to assure her that things would be alright.

"And you know what Athan, I think he has inherited your magnificent cock" said Mom, turning her head and resting it on Dad's knee, facing him. Her hand sought Dad's cock and she gently grazed it with the tips of her fingers. 

"Well I sure hope so. He's my waris and I would be very proud if he has my cock – like father, like son" answered Dad with a cheeky tone and smile (waris = heir, in Tamil and in Malay).

"That's what made me so horny today – thinking of our son making love to Sundari, with his father's cock" responded Mom, her fingers now slowly stroking Dad's meat.

"What?" asked Dad, a little surprised, but enjoying the manipulation of Mom's fingers.

"I don't know if it is really happening but if it is, I will be happy for Sundari. She is still young enough to enjoy the joys and pleasures of the body. And, you were not interested in her despite my encouragement all these years" said Mom.

Aayahmah rested her head on my shoulder and held my hand, a little calmed to hear Mom's soothing words.

"And I will be happy for Mohan too. Imagine our little boy being loved by a mature and sexually attractive woman like Sundari. I hope it is true. She will teach him well" continued Mom, her fingers pulling on Dad's pubic hair.

"It was my childhood dream too you know; to be seduced and made love to by an older woman. It was my masturbation fantasy. Mine remained a fantasy however. Looks like my son has gone one better" said Dad, with a big smile, his prick stirring back to life excitedly.

"Yeah right! You had fantasies about your aunty and then your mother. And you peeped on your parents at every opportunity, you pervert" teased Mom, pinching his now inflating cock.

"Interesting conversation" I thought, a smile forming on my lips - I was glad that I had stayed to watch them. They were so open with each other - no secrets, nothing to hide. Aayahmah decided to be a voyeur again and we watched in amazement, curious to hear more. Our immediate worries subsided.

"You are no better, darling. Weren't you fascinated with your Dad's prick and didn't you peep on your parents too making love, to learn from them? And, you also peeped on your big brother and his wife, you naughty girl" said Dad, his cock now throbbing, bloated to its usual mammoth proportions.

"Yes and that's why you have a fully satisfied cock, my dear. I learnt well from watching them. God bless them" said Mom, moving her face closer to Dad and planting a kiss on his tummy.

"Yes, God bless them. And my parents too – if not for watching them, I would have had trouble satisfying your insatiable pussy" responded Dad, his left hand cupping Mom's breast.

"I don't know if our daughters have ever seen us making love, but I suspect they have done so at one time or another" pondered Mom, guiding Dad's hand to her other breast.

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"And what about our little boy?" queried Dad, pulling on Mom's hardening nipples.

"I doubt so but I have caught him a few times over these past few days ogling at Sundari and me. Right age for his hormones to be on hyper-drive" exclaimed Mom, stroking Dad's outstanding manhood.

"Really? What took him so long to notice this sexy goddess?" teased Dad, squeezing her breast with one hand and grazing the other hand over the wet jungle of hair between her legs.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing – puzzled, but at the same time I couldn't hide the smile on my face hearing my parents' banter. If they only knew that they were being watched at that very instant.

"I don't know, Athan. Something has changed in him. Maybe he is growing up after all" replied Mom, spreading her legs to give access to Dad's probing fingers. 

"God, all this talk about Mohan is getting me horny again and I see your cock is ready too" said Mom, smiling and stroking the throbbing flesh sticking up from Dad's groin.

She slid her head forward on Dad's thigh and licked his king-sized lollipop, like a little girl licking an ice cream, while he touched her furry oasis.

"Mmmmmm.... yes, baby...Appa is also horny.... lick Appa's ice cream, Rani" moaned Dad, holding her head and stroking her hair (Appa = Dad, in Tamil).

Mom smiled at him when she heard that and said "I love your fat cock Appa." 

She then used her hand to guide his fingers into her pussy and cooed "Baby, put your fingers into Amma's horny cunt. Fuck Amma's pussy with your fingers, Ravi" before engulfing his mighty manhood with her eager mouth (Amma = Mom, in Tamil). 

"Mmmmm.... yesssss.... .I love your hairy cunt, Amma" groaned Dad, as Mom sucked eagerly on his rod.

I watched them, stunned with their words and Aayahmah looked at me, puzzled with what was taking place on the other side of the wall. I soon realized what that was all about - I had read about it. They were fantasizing and role-playing – Dad imagined that Mom was his mother and Mom was treating my Dad like her own Dad; probably reliving their childhood fantasies about their own parents. 

I looked on, enthralled with this new knowledge about my parents. An excited shiver ran down my spine at the raw incestuous fantasy being exhibited by my parents and Aayahmah's fingers dug into my hands as she too experienced a hypnotizing sexual energy radiating from my parents. My cock was by now hard again and I wondered how long we could hold on, watching my parents, without having to satisfy our own needs.

We held hands and kept our eyes glued to the holes, watching Dad slide his glorious shaft in and out of Mom's gluttonous mouth while he finger-fucked her insatiable hole in a steady rhythm. They looked so beautiful together – like Yin and Yang, so at balance with one another.

Mom reluctantly removed her mouth off Dad's mammoth prick and whimpered "I need you inside my pussy, Appa.... please," sitting up to kiss his chest. Dad's fingers were still busy stroking her cunt, as Mom stood up.

Then pulling Dad to the edge of the bed; he sitting upright on the bed, his feet firmly on the ground, she held his vertical rod, then swung around with her back to him and sat on his shaft, burying his giant manhood deep inside her pussy in a single plunge.

"Appaaaa.... .yessssss...yesssss.... .your big fat cock is deep inside me. Fuck me Appa" cried Mom, as Dad hugged her, his arms encircling her body from behind.

Aayahmah's body trembled in sexual excitement as Mom impaled herself on Dad's mighty lingam while my raging cock twitched repeatedly inside my shorts but we never took our eyes off the action taking place. We were fascinated by the sight of Mom riding that massive chunk of meat, her hands pivoted on Dad's knees for support, moaning and squealing. 

She literally bounced up and down on his erect phallus, shaking her head and her beautiful long hair, as if in a trance, her boobs heaving and turning in free flow. Dad's hands held her waist and he helped her with her movements, lifting her up and pressing her down hard again, drilling his giant manhood up into her tight orifice. God, my parents - they were sexually insatiable and truly majestic at that.

"I love your tight, hairy pussy Amma.... my cock feels so good inside you, so fucking tight" cried Dad, overcome by his fantasy.

"Yes, my son.... aaaaahhhh.... fuck your Amma. Your cock is so big, like your Appa's.... mmmmmm.... yessss. Fuck Amma and cum inside me.... .aaaaahhhh. Would you like that son?" responded Mom, bobbing up and down, helping Dad live his fantasy.

My cock throbbed wickedly hearing Mom say that.

"Yes Amma, I want to cum inside your pussy.... .." squealed Dad, sounding like a little boy.

Aayahmah was a little puzzled about the conversation taking place and a couple of times looked at me quizzically. At the same time however, she was mighty turned on - her mouth wide open, her tongue frequently licking her lips and the hunger evident in her eyes. 

We watched eagerly as Mom lifted herself off Dad's prick and then turned around to face him and bent down to suck his throbbing lingam once again, before pulling him up to stand. Then turning around with her legs apart, soles firmly glued to the floor, she bent down forwards and anchored her palms on the edge of the bed, her bums pointing invitingly towards Dad, her legs straight. Dad holding his heavenly cock in his fingers went behind her and in one action buried it deep inside her cunt.

"Aaaahhhh.... Athan.... .yesssss.... fuck me hard, darling.... fuck your horny bitch" cried Mom as the full length and girth of Dad's mighty prick sank into her pussy from behind. 

Aayahmah gulped her throat in sheer wonder and pressed her right hand hard against her crotch. I squeezed my throbbing meat over my shorts.

"Ohhh...aaahhh...baby.... ..I love you...l love you Rani...my darling" cried Dad, in pure admiration of his goddess, as he pounded away, holding her by the waist, fucking in and out of her incredible pussy.

"Yesssss, Athan.... fuck me.... screw this horny pussy...aaaahhhhh" screamed Mom, her body literally shaking from the sensations she was experiencing. 

Aayahmah's body trembled, her breathing rapid, as her own body reacted to what she was witnessing.

Dad started to hammer away like a pile-driver and Mom pushed back hard against him, totally synchronized. Dad's fingers dug hard onto Mom's waist as he shoved repeatedly inside her pleasure-giving tunnel. Mom in turn wiggled and swayed her bottoms, teasing and squeezing her lover with her magnificent cunt.

"Ohhhh.... Athaaaann...Appaaa.... going to cum.... ..going to cum.... .both your fat cocks are making me cum again.... Athaaaaan...Appaaaaa.... yesssss" she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably, fantasising about her Dad and enjoying her husband simultaneously.

"Yessssss.... ahhhhhh...unnnnnhhhh.... yessssss...cummmmiiiiing" screamed Mom again, her body in spasms as if in a trance, humping back against that mighty tool, her body twisting and turning.

"Ohhhh...yesss.... .Ammmaaaa.... .squeeze me.... .squeeze my boy cock.... make me cum, Rani, my darling.... .my Amma.... " groaned Dad, as he fucked her with gusto, his massive log slicing in and out of her wet hole.

"Cum inside me, Appa; fill my tight cunt with your love. Yesssss...Athan.... fuck me, explode inside me.... ..empty your balls into my hungry cunt.... ohhh...unnhhh.... yesss.... my pussy is so hot tonight.... .fuck me both of you ...fuck me...fuck me.... " squealed Mom, overcome by her mighty explosion.

Aayahmah and I stood there absolutely bewitched, watching this unbelievable union of man and woman – two lovers enjoying and satisfying themselves to the fullest, re-living their childhood fantasies of their parents. We kept throwing glances at each other, overcome by this incredible sight, as Dad finally emptied his load into Mom's womb.

"Raniiii.... Ammmmaaaa.... ..cummmiiinnng...yesssss" screamed Dad, as he forced Mom flat on to the bed and stuck his fat cock deep inside her womb, his massive frame shaking from his mighty ejaculation.

My body trembled at the sight of Dad releasing his load, my teenage cock throbbing and pulsing at random. My fingers pinched hard through my shorts to maintain some control over the raging animal between my legs.

By now, much as we were engrossed with my parents' sexual power play, Aayahmah and I were desperate for our own needs and our fingers searched for each other. Having viewed something special together, we were ready for our own action and prompted each other to move.

"Mmmm.... ahhhhh...unnnhhhhh.... yesssss" we heard my parents' grunts as we slowly stepped out of my sister's room.

Aayahmah waited near the staircase, her face aglow with sexual excitement, while I switched off the TV and then the lights in the hall. There were still some noises coming from my parents' room as I moved away from the hall. We walked down the stairs together, Aayahmah in front of me. I turned to close the door which separates the upstairs from the downstairs area and then quickly caught up behind Aayahmah, resting my hands on her shoulders and guiding her forward. 

In the semi-darkness, we headed straight for her room, switching on the room light and closing the door behind us. I hugged her from behind, encircling my arms around her body, holding her tight against me, hearing her moan and feeling the steaming energy in each other's bodies. My face was buried in her lovely silk hair, inhaling her floral fragrance.

My hands roamed wildly over her front and settled on her fabulous milk orbs, lifting them with my palms. She wore no bra and I caressed her fleshy melons over the thin material of her nightgown. I pulled on her hard nipples, erect with excitement.

My throbbing prick was exactly caught in the groove of her ass and I slowly humped her while my fingers groped her bountiful breasts, squeezing and massaging the magnificent beauties. Her hands reached out behind me and pulled me harder against her and rubbed her firm, rounded ass against my hyper-excited prick.

"I want you, my darling Aayahmah" I whispered longingly into her ear and pressed my thick prick harder against her crack.

"I want you too, Chellam.... need your fat young cock deep inside me.... take me, darling...fuck me like how your Dad fucked your Mom tonight...please, fuck me like that, Chellam" she pleaded unashamedly.

She moved forward, away from me and pulled up her nightgown over her head and threw it to the floor. Still in her panties, she shook her beautiful long locks as she got up on the bed, on her hands and knees and swayed her bums left and right, teasing me just Mom like had done to Dad. Her panties were soaked wet – the damp patch evident, revealing her excited womanhood through the thin material.

I kneeled down at the edge of the bed behind her and kissed her bums, burying my nose in her wet crack, inhaling her familiar musky, female scent which I was addicted to. My tongue slipped out and licked her wet panties, tasting her wonderful nectar.

"Mmmm.... .yesssss" she squealed, turning around to look at me. Her fingers pulled her panties to one side, exposing her ass crack and her hairy pussy to me, her pussy lips open and showing pink, like a blooming flower. 

"Beautiful...just beautiful.... so wet" I said before burying my face in her crack and licking her hairy slit. 

My fingers held her panties to the side, while I slowly lapped at her mature pussy and ass, starting down from her excited clit, up her hairy lips to her beautifully puckered anus – slow, loving wipes of her slit with my tongue. I tickled her lovely sphincter with my tongue tip, enticing a beautiful shake of her magnificent ass.

"Mmmmm.... " she moaned in pure aroused pleasure, enjoying the attention my tongue was giving her. She looked over her shoulder at me again, her loose hair hanging down to the bed, her eyes glazed with love and desire. 

"I need your cock inside me now, Chellam. Fuck me, Mohan.... fuck me hard and make me beg for more, darling. Fuck me, please" she pleaded, in desperate need of my cock inside her.

Sensing her urgency as well as mine, I removed my face and pulled the waistline of her panties down over her firm, rounded globes, planting a kiss on each bum as I uncovered them. I pulled the panties down her thighs and cupped her wet, hairy pussy with my right palm, while my left hand caressed and pinched her bum cheeks.

"I love your big kundi, Aayahmah.... so round and beautiful" I said to her, in admiration of her magnificent buttocks, pulling her panties down her legs and off her feet.

She watched me as I lifted her wet panties to my face and inhaled her feminine aroma, my tongue inadvertently sneaking out to taste her juices. I stood up behind her and stepped out of my shorts. My prick stood out firm and straight, looking frighteningly huge, the veins pulsating with high-octane blood. I rubbed the crotch of her panties against my cockhead as she watched.

"Mmmmm.... " I moaned, feeling her wet panties on my rampant hard-on and she swayed her bums in response.

I threw her panties to the floor and moved closer to her. Holding my erect length of muscle, I rapped her sexy ass with my rock-hard meat, enjoying the sensation of the vibrations on her firm, elastic mounds. I then proceeded to rub the length of my cock along her crack, first a few strokes upwards towards her anus and then a few strokes downwards towards her clit, her over-flowing wetness providing ample lubrication. The feeling was simply incredible.

"Please, Chellam.... ...please.... .." she begged, resting her torso on the mattress now and spreading her knees wider, her ass lifted wantonly towards me, her hairy open wetness ready to be ravaged.

I held her bums and rubbed my throbbing prick downwards again along her sopping slit, enjoying the feel of my meat sliding between her hairy lips towards her clit. Her right hand found its way between her legs and her fingers pressed my mushroom head against her excited clit. Her body jerked and a moan escaped her lips. Seconds later, her fingers guided my cockhead to her entrance and she pushed the blood-engorged head inside.

"Aaaaahhhhh.... yesssss.... ..." she hissed, as my cockhead slipped into her fiery hole.

I held my position without any movement for a few seconds, relishing the beautiful sensation of having just my cockhead inside her tight orifice, feeling her muscles squeezing the mushroom head. Her head was resting on a pillow, sideways and she looked at me, her eyes tempting me to fuck her silly. Her big melons were crushed under her against the mattress.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 06



"Fuck me, Chellam. My cunt is on fire. Fuck me fast and hard, darling.... .pleasssse.... fuck meeeee.... " she pleaded.

I didn't need any further encouragement. With my feet firmly anchored on the floor, I held her waist and thrust forward with so much power that the bed actually moved. Her whole body jerked forward as if my prick speared right through her whole body.

"Yessssss.... ..aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" she shrieked, as my full thick length was embedded in her cunt.

I again held the position for a few seconds, enjoying the extra tightness of her cunt and twitching my cock deep inside her womb.

"Mmmmmm.... yessss...your pussy feels so tight this way, darling.... .feels so good" I told her and she responded by clamping her wonderful pussy muscles, tightening my rod even more.

"Unnnnhhhh.... yessss.... ..you too feel extra big inside me tonight, Chellam.... .love it.... just love your wonderful cock inside me...fuck me.... fuck me hard" she replied and slowly raised her torso away from the mattress and supported herself on her hands and knees.

I slowly withdrew my shaft all the way out of her pussy and then plunged it in again, in a strong and powerful stroke, filling her completely to the hilt. Our bodies trembled in little shivers as my lingam slid up her temple of love, worshipping her heavenly yoni.

"Mmmmmmm...yesssss.... fuck" we grunted together, as my cock reached the end of her well-oiled tunnel, throbbing with excitement.

Holding her waist, I started a steady rhythm, all the way in and all the way out. And she synchronized her movements with me, pushing back against me when I thrust forward, doubling the pleasure of the union. Her pussy juices were flowing in abundance which lubricated our fucking and provided squishy, wet noises to serenade our love-making.

Her cunt was wonderfully alive, squeezing and milking the entire length of my cock, sending currents of energy from my prick to my entire body. And I kept my cock equally active, throbbing and twitching it in quick succession, bringing a smile of satisfaction to her lips and face.

"Yes, yes, yes.... ...fuck me...fuck me, Chellam.... .harder, harder.... please" she screamed again, her body literally trembling with excitement.

I felt the familiar tingling sensation deep inside my balls and knew that I wouldn't last very long and I was quite sure that Aayahmah was also close but I wanted to prolong it as much as possible. I prompted her to move a little forward on the bed and without disengaging our lingam-yoni union I slowly got up on the bed behind her, resting my knees on the mattress. 

I lifted her body towards me till her back touched my chest and held her like that while my cock continued to slowly drill in and out of her twat. Anchored on my knees and toes, I sat back with my torso upright, resting my bums on my heels. She sat on my thighs, impaled on my teenage prick, and moved her bums slowly, churning my joystick in a circular motion, while her pussy continued the massage of my dick. 

"Yesssss.... ..I love your cock inside me like this, Chellam...fills my hole completely... so beautiful.... alive inside me.... feels so good.... .... .mmmmm.... ...yeahhhhh" she moaned in pleasure.

I liked the feel of her long, black hair rubbing against my chest and I bent my head down and kissed her shoulders. My hands lifted her beautifully large tits and I squeezed and massaged those beauties with horny enthusiasm, while my tongue licked the back of her neck. 

"Yessss.... mmmm.... darling.... " she moaned and her left hand went around my neck, holding my head in position while she gently rode my cock, raising and lowering herself in a steady motion. 

Her powerful cunt caressed and massaged my fat cock continuously; her free-flowing juices wetting my groin and thighs. Her pussy felt shorter and much tighter in this position, wrapped like a tight wet sheath around my cock.

"I love your pussy, Amma.... .so tight and hot, so much life.... .mmmmmm.... yesssss..." I whispered into her ear, before licking it.

She responded by a mega-squeeze of her vaginal muscles, crushing my cock and sending a surge of electricity up my spinal cord. My fingers pulled and toyed with her nipples as I started to thrust strongly up into her chute, feeling her pussy juices dripping on to my balls and sliding down in between my legs, wetting my ass crack. 

Aayahmah bent forward and rested her palms on the bed, her fingers clawing in to the mattress, securing herself for the battering. She turned to look at me and her lusty eyes begged me to fuck her into submission, her pussy squeezing my cock in rapid-fire action.

"Fuck me, Chellam.... please...fuck me hard, fuck my horny cunt.... make me scream.... .fuck meeeee" she begged, spreading her knees wider on the mattress.

Standing on my knees behind her, I gripped her waist with my left hand and slowly withdrew my length out of her wet hole, until only the tip of my bloated cockhead remained in her twat. I held my sticky throbbing rod with my right hand and teased her vagina, slowly churning her hairy orifice on the inside, just like I had done with my fingers that morning.

"Ahhhhh.... .mmmm...mmmmm.... nicee.... aaaahhhhh" she moaned in pleasure, gyrating her bottom in response to my prodding.

I smacked her ass cheeks gently and slowly pushed my hard-as-steel prick into her cavity, letting it graze every inch of her love tunnel, till my full throbbing length was buried up to the hilt, inside her cunt, eliciting a contented growl from her. I held that position for an instant – twitching my cock inside her and feeling her pussy contract tight around my meat, relishing the wonderful warm sensation arising from deep within her yoni and flowing through my man-sized lingam and spreading out all over my body. 

Holding her waist, I raised myself up on my right foot and then my left. Crouching behind her like a giant frog, in a semi-squatting position, with my legs anchored on either side of her lower body, I started to pound her twat, withdrawing almost all the way out gently and then thrusting downwards with power all the way into her tunnel. 

"Aaaaahhhhh.... .yesssss.... Chellam.... .yessss.... like that.... like that.... harder Mohan, harder. Unnnh.... unnnnhhh...yessss...yesss.... fuck me.... yesssss" she squealed in delight, her pussy clamping tight around my meat at every opportunity. 

We easily found a beautiful but urgent rhythm together – my strong, rapid thrusts forwards and her equally strong back thrusts against me, her beautiful round ass shaking obscenely; the speed of our mating increasing with gusto. Her fingers clawed into the bed sheet, as she swayed her body sideways in tune with her backward thrusts, turning around every few seconds to look at me – her angelic face shining with love and delight.

"Unnnhhhh...unnnhhhhh...unnnhhhhhh" we panted simultaneously, as the speed of our love act went to a hyper level, fucking like crazed wild animals.

"I love you, Chellam.... ..I love your cock.... fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.... mmmmmmmmmm. Aaaaahhhhh.... yessss.... yessss...mmmmmm" Aayahmah cried unashamedly, pushing back hard against my forward thrusts and milking me in a steady pattern, her honey oozing freely out of her holy oasis.

My cock was throbbing non-stop and a beautiful sensation was vibrating deep within me. I knew I was on the verge of a powerful ejaculation and I increased the tempo of my thrusts – in and out, in and out, in quick-fire succession.

"Unnnhhh.... yessss.... harder...harder.... .... .so close, Chellam.... .fuck me.... fuck me..." Aayahmah moaned in wanton fashion, matching me thrust for thrust, her head literally spinning, her long hair flailing, her own need to explode imminent

Overcome with the urgency to explode, we egged each other on. Without reducing the tempo of my in-out onslaught, I let go of her waist. I collected her long locks of hair with my left hand and held them together in a pony-tail and pulled gently on it. She raised her head upwards like a mare and thrust hard against me, burying my rampant monster deep inside her womb. 

My right hand went down behind me and touched our lingam-yoni union, feeling the sticky wetness of our mating. I found her clit and gently caressed it with my forefinger – her body jerked in response and a growl escaped her lips.

Turning to look at me, her eyes glowing with animal lust, she urged me "Going to cum.... going to cum...going to cum.... unnnhhh.... unnnhhh.... unnnhhhh.... .yesssss. Cum with me, Chellam.... ...cum with me.... ..aaaaahhhhh...fuck meeee."

I kept stroking her clit while I thrust in and out of her, with sheer brute force, eager to give us both the much needed pleasure we were seeking. Deep inside her cunt, her muscles were gripping my cock in a rapid, uncontrolled pattern, milking me and urging me to release. Her body was virtually shivering in pleasure every time my cockhead touched the back of her womb

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.... .aaaaahhhhhhhh" Aayahmah was moaning deliriously now, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"YESSSSSSSSS... Amma.... yessss.... ..unnnh...unnhhhh...unnhhh" I urged her, forcing my cock as deep into her as possible and still feeling her pussy want more.


Aayahmah's body stiffened just as I felt her wonderful pussy clamp down really tight around my prick. She pushed back hard against me, my balls slapping against her fiery hole, and then shuddered, her body trembling out of control as her orgasm erupted.

"Oh GOD...Oh GOD.... YESSSSS. Aaaaaahhhhhhh. Mohan.... .... .Mohannnnnnnnn. Cummmmmmiiiiiing...YESSSSSSS" she bellowed, looking back over her shoulder towards me, her Goddess' eyes smoldering with wild lust and desire, humping like a bitch in heat against me.

"Unnnnhhh.... unnnnhhh.... unnnnhhh" she whimpered non-stop, riding the waves of her climax, as I kept up the momentum, shoving my blood-filled organ repeatedly into her fiery twat.

No longer wanting to hold back, I drove hard into her, almost forcing her to crash forward to the headboard of the bed. Still trembling from her own explosion, she braced herself as I began to piston in and out of her convulsing cunt with a ferocious speed and power.

The flesh of her magnificent ass appeared like waves as I continued to slam into her from behind. The added sensation of hearing the mushy squishy wetness of our fucking and the drool of her cunt running down between her legs took me over the edge. 

With one mighty thrust, I plunged my throbbing, man-sized prick all the way inside her love chamber, till I hit the back of her womb. Images of my Mom and Dad flashed before me just as I felt the cum boil over inside my balls and race up my shaft. 

"Amma.... . YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" I screamed, as my cockhead expanded inside her womb and unleashed powerful spurts of teenage cum into her boiling furnace.

"Unnnnh.... yessss.... .give it to me Chellam...give it all to me" she urged me, panting like a bitch, her pussy muscles working overtime, her body still shuddering from her own orgasm

"Ammmmma.... .... .Oh Goddddddd.... YESSSSSS...aaaaaahhhh" I screamed in the throes of ecstasy, my legs wobbly from the powerful release.

"Aaaahhhhhhh.... ....  ...so good, so good, so good" I moaned continuously, as I kept thrusting in and out of her boiling cauldron and the last diminishing streams of cum exited my cockhead into her overflowing yoni.

I collapsed on my knees to the mattress once again, without disengaging our union. Aayahmah bent down to rest her torso on the mattress and then slowly stretched out her legs, face down on the bed, keeping me inside her. I too stretched out my legs over her and lay panting on her back for a few seconds before moving my torso to the mattress, to shift my weight off her. Her divine pussy continued to massage my twitching meat as my hand touched and stroked her back gently.

"Mmmmmmm.... ." we moaned together, relishing our yet-again intense union and letting our orgasms subside slowly.

After some minutes, my deflated cock slipped out of her pussy and I turned away from her, looking up to the ceiling fan. Aayahmah turned to face me, kissed my forehead and then rested her head on my chest. She slipped her left leg over my left leg and her left hand stroked my chest.

"I love you, Chellam. You were awesome" praised Aayahmah, breaking the silence.

"You were too, Amma – just beautiful. The feeling as I cum is so intense – every time I cum inside you it's like that. You have a divine pussy, darling" I complimented her.

"I think it's this that makes my pussy perform like that" said Aayahmah, her fingers touching my sticky cock.

She planted a kiss on my chest and then asked "What was all that about with your parents?"

"They were fantasizing, Aayahmah – childhood fantasies about their own parents" I replied.

"You mean your father had sexual thoughts of his mother and your mother of her own father?" she asked inquisitively, her fingers playing with my soft member, gently pulling the foreskin back and forth.

"Yes, that's what I think. According to research, it's quite normal for children to have fantasies about their own parents" I explained further. 

"Isn't that wrong? Do you have any such thoughts of your mother?" she asked, turning her head up to look at me, her fingers not leaving my cock.

"Honestly, until today, not" I replied. 

"Maybe it's because I have you. But maybe when I am back in campus and have to relief myself sometimes, I would fantasize about her. Of you definitely Aayahmah, of Mom I don't know" I added, stroking her face and hair.

She kissed my chest again and whispered "I love you, Chellam" while her fingers played with my pubic hair.

"That was some show we saw today - such a turn on" I told her, my fingers combing through her silky hair.

"Yes, they radiate so much sexual energy. I could explode just watching them" replied Aayahmah with a snigger, her hand cupping my balls and gently caressing the hairy sac.

"Yes, I noticed. Your body trembled on occasions – mini orgasms or?" I teased her, hugging her head hard to my chest.

"Something like that, Chellam. My clit was hard and throbbing and my juices were on free flow, watching your parents making love. They were awesome" she answered me.

"Yes, they were just superb. And Dad's cock is something else – simply magnificent" I responded, my fingers toying with her left ear.

"So is this beauty" she said, stroking my cock and planting a wet kiss on my chest.

"Have you ever thought sexually about Dad, Aayahmah?" I asked.

"Sexually? In what way?" she asked me back in return.

"I mean, have you ever imagined Dad making love to you - how it would feel like to have his huge cock inside you?" I asked her, eager to know her thoughts.

"Honestly Chellam, yes. I will not lie to you. The first time I saw them making love, I was overcome with desire. That night I touched myself to orgasm, imagining your father's cock –how it would feel like to hold it, to suck it, to have it inside my pussy" she replied, stroking and squeezing my cock to life.

"You should have seduced him" I teased her, enjoying her caressing fingers and spreading my legs wider.

"I seduced his junior instead – young and beautiful cock" she laughed, sliding her head down my body, to rest on my tummy, facing my legs.

Her fingers encircled my hardening prick and slowly stroked it. She was lying on her side, her head on my tummy and her body on the mattress, her legs bent at the knees. Her back was facing me, her sexy bums attracting my attention. I reached out to touch her feet, gently grazing the soles with my finger tips.

"Don't, it's ticklish" she said, moving her feet away and giving my throbbing cock a squeeze with her fingers.

I touched her voluptuous bums, stroking the smooth, fleshy mounds. She moved her bums closer towards me in response. I rubber her beautiful ass cheeks and then slid my fingers along her crack. She lifted her left leg up a little to allow my hand to touch her hairy snatch, sticky and wet with our juices. 

My hand felt the heat radiating out from her glorious cunt and I cupped her pussy. She squeezed her legs tight together, trapping my right hand in her bushy oasis. My teenage cock had by now regained its man-sized proportions, throbbing in anticipation at the manipulation of her fingers. 

I prompted her to move her bums closer towards me and turned my torso sideways towards her. Aayahmah did that and lifted her left leg, freeing my hand and exposing her womanhood to me. She then moved her head forward to engulf my cockhead in her sexy mouth. 

"Mmmm.... yessssssss" I moaned in pleasure, enjoying the beautiful wetness of her mouth covering my meat.

I pulled her ass towards me, planted a kiss on each cheek and then proceeded to lick her flesh, starting with her ample mounds and then her crack. Her puffed pussy lips were wide open like a flower in full bloom, goo still oozing out of her – such an erotic sight to see her well-fucked yoni and my cock jerked in her mouth.

Unashamedly, I buried my face in her hairy snatch and rubbed my face lewdly over her spread womanhood. Her immediate response was to deep-throat my dick and spreading her legs even wider to give me full access. I lapped with animal hunger on her well-fucked cunt, tasting our juices, a sweet-salty concoction, my tongue lovingly stimulating her mature pussy.

"Yesssss.... ..mmmmmmm" she cooed, her left hand reaching out to hold the back of my head and guiding me, while she increased the oral suction of my rock-hard member.

I mauled the fleshy meat of her gorgeous bums while I devoured her wanton pussy with my mouth and tongue, feeling her hump back strongly against my oral attack. My tongue touched her hard clit, throbbing with sexual energy, and her hand behind my head pushed me harder against her. Her juices were free-flowing again, freshly generated to quench my teenage thirst - I just loved her nectar. 

She was by now literally chewing my pulsating prick with her tongue and lips, occasionally grazing my length with her teeth and generating exquisite sensations in my teenage body. Concentrating on my cockhead, her tongue swirled hungrily around the bulbous head while her fingers toyed with my hairy nuts, gently massaging the re-filled balls. 

"Mmmmm.... yesssss.... .love you sucking my cock, Aayahmah.... feels so good.... yessss" I moaned into her wetness, fucking her mouth in a steady motion.

Her legs were spread wide open, her hairy pussy exposed in its mature, well-fucked grandeur to my teenage eyes, her erect clit protruding between her puffed lips, throbbing in excitement. I touched her clit again with my forefinger and she jerked. I let my finger travel further down her wet crack, sliding it between her puffed lips before pushing it into her hot hole, burying my finger completely in her foaming tunnel and touching her vaginal walls. 

"Aaaaahhhhh.... .... mmmmmm" she moaned and clamped her cunt muscles tight around my finger, milking it in a powerful squeeze. 

My teenage cock jerked in her mouth in response, wishing it was in her tight, hot pussy right then. I withdrew my swollen prick slowly from her hot oral cavity and she grazed her teeth gently over the blood-filled meat, planting a kiss on the mushroom head as it slipped out of her mouth completely.

"Put it inside me, Mohan. Please fuck me again with your beautiful cock" she lovingly asked.

I removed my finger from her twat and sucked on it, tasting our love. I straightened my torso and rested my head on the pillow at the head of the bed. Stroking her magnificent ass cheeks again, I prompted her to come on top of me. 

"Sit on my cock, Amma" I requested, lifting her bottom gently.

She raised one leg over my body and stood on her knees, upright over me, her knees resting on the mattress, either side of my body. Her long black hair hung loose in all its glory. She looked into my eyes, a divine look on her face and reached under her to grasp my man-sized prick. She stroked the sticky vertical length of meat as if to make sure it was rock hard. Then gracefully, like a ballet dancer, she lowered her bottom slowly and guided the mushroom head towards her fiery love hole. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 07



I was woken up by the loud noise of a motorbike – it felt as though the motorbike was right next to my room wall. Grumbling, I pulled away my blanket and turned to look at my bedside clock. It was already 10:15 am. God! I must have slept like a log – but considering the extended physical activities of the night before, it was no surprise. I allowed myself a smile as I got out of bed. I opened my window and looked through the wire-netting towards our neighbour's house which was about 20 meters away from ours. Sure enough, there was our Malay neighbour busy tuning his motorbike. 

I picked up my towel from the rack, switched off the fan and stepped out of my room. The house seemed unusually quiet, no visible or audible sign of my Aayahmah. After using the toilet, I went to the kitchen – she was not there but a warm mug of coffee was waiting for me. I took a sip and then went to her room – again, empty. I came out to the dining area, put my mug down on the table and wondered where Aayahmah could be. I noticed that the clothes had already been washed and put out to dry in the sun.

After taking another gulp of coffee, I walked towards the stairs. I could see that the front door was locked but no sign of any movement in the living room.

"Aayahmah" I called out. 

Hearing no response, I walked up the stairs to the living room and found Aayahmah there, on Mom's easy-chair, in deep sleep. I saw the broom and dust pan standing next to the sofa and assumed that she probably had finished sweeping the hall, had sat down to take a short rest and then had dozed off. Not surprising that she was tired, considering the power-packed loving she gave - and received - the previous night. I had no intention of disturbing her sleep - she would have been up pretty early to prepare breakfast for my parents as well as to start her daily household chores.

I just stood there and admired her. She looked so peaceful, a heavenly glow on her face and a contented smile on her lips. She was dressed in a chequered cotton sari, nicely wrapped around her, with a matching red-coloured blouse. She was breathing deeply and her magnificent bosom moved in rhythm with her breath.

Seeing her like this, no one would ever imagine what a woman she was in bed. I smiled as I recollected our loving escapades of the past few days – the outrageously wanton desire she oozed when we made love, the way her body sexually responded, the things she did and was willing to do. At that moment I felt that I was the luckiest boy in the world to have experienced such pleasures and from such a wonderful woman. I felt a warm glow in my loins as I watched her.

As if she sensed my thoughts, her eyes opened slowly and she smiled at me. She opened her arms and invited me to lay on her. I kneeled down on the floor next to the easy-chair and rested my torso on her, my head resting on its side on her bosom. Her arms encircled me and she hugged me tight to her.

"I love you, Chellam. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me" she whispered to me.

"I love you too, Amma" I replied, before raising my head to look at her.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked, patting my cheek.

"Yes, very well thank you. And you?" I asked before planting a kiss on her bosom.

"Me too but I was up early" she replied and then said "I wanted to clean up here before going down to cook. I just sat down for a short rest after sweeping the hall and must have fallen asleep."

"I'm sorry if I disturbed you" I said and touched her face with my right hand.

She hugged me to her tightly and held me like that, my head pressed hard against her breasts. After some minutes, she gently pushed me away and sat up.

"Go and have your shower, Chellam. Then I will come and get you your breakfast" she told me.

"Why don't you come and shower with me?" I teased her, gently pinching her naked waist as we both stood up.

Rubbing the front of my shorts and feeling the semi-hard flesh, she said "Don't tempt me. I might just eat this up" giving my prick a squeeze as she finished her sentence.

"Please...." I replied and we both laughed, enjoying the intimate closeness we shared.

We walked downstairs together and then I headed straight to the bathroom while Aayahmah went to put away the broom. After a nice, cleansing shower and a change of clothes, I headed to the kitchen where Aayahmah had already started with the lunch preparation. She was cleaning some fish (mackerel). Her portable radio was on, playing some old Tamil songs.

"I mixed two half-boiled eggs for you already, it's good for your energy" she said, looking towards me from the sink.

"Great" I said, walking towards her. Then patting her bums, I continued "I do need the energy to satisfy this wonderful woman. Her body drains me."

"Look who's talking" she said and then broke out in laughter.

I gulped down the half-boiled eggs, relishing the taste – Aayahmah had added a tiny drop of soy sauce. Then I took a few cream-crackers out of a container and sat down on a rattan chair. A fresh mug of coffee was on the stool nearby.

"I think your parents know about us, Chellam" said Aayahmah calmly, still cleaning the fish.

"Why do you think so, Amma?" I asked, munching my cracker.

"This morning, your Mom gave me a hug and said that she felt very happy. She did not say anything more" replied Aayahmah.

"But that's normal. Mom often hugs you" I responded.

"Yes, but later as your Dad left the house, he gave me a funny look. He has never looked at me like that before" Aayahmah explained. 

"Could be just your imagination, Amma" I said.

"I don't think so, Mohan. I am sure they know. My head says so" she replied.

"Are you worried?" I asked.

"I don't know really. I don't know what to expect. I mean if they were angry they would have made their feelings known" she explained.

"Maybe they don't know after all. Anyway, you heard their conversation last night. So, don't worry" I calmed her thoughts.

Aayahmah had finished cleaning the fish. After washing them, she seasoned the fish with a reddish paste and put them away to be fried later. She opened up a knot of kangkong (spinach) leaves and started washing them under the tap. I stood up, gulped the remainder of the coffee and then put the mug near the sink. I stood next to her as she carefully cleaned the fresh green leaves. 

"But we have to be careful from now on, Chellam, especially with your sisters and Mala also here from tomorrow onwards. I will miss you but we have to stay away from each other" said Aayahmah, her hands busy with the kangkong.

"Yes, me too" I replied and then groping her rounded buttocks, I cheekily added "but we still have today."

I encircled my hands around her from behind and pressed myself against her, rubbing my groin against her bums. My hands cupped her large melons, tightly packed in her cotton blouse as I humped her slowly. She was a little helpless as her hands were preoccupied with the vegetable but she pushed her bums back against me, feeling my cock hardening.

She stopped momentarily with the kangkong and just relished the feel of my throbbing hard-on against her bums.

"You randy young bugger" she said and rubbed her bums harder against me.

"You make me randy" I joked, as I simultaneously squeezed her ripe melons and humped her forcefully against the sink, causing some water to splash out on us.

"Watch it, Mister. You might cause an accident here" warned Aayahmah with a huge grin on her face.

After one more grope of her boobs, I laughed and moved away. She had finished cleaning the kangkong and started to cut it up. I could smell rasam (spicy soup) and traced it to an earthen pot on the charcoal stove. I lifted the lid and inhaled the spicy aroma of the rasam. Another aluminium pot nearby held the rice – she had cooked that already. And, yet another earthen pot had some dhall (lentils). 

Aayahmah took the plastic sieve filled with the kangkong leaves towards the kerosene stove upon which stood a wok. She ignited the stove and then poured some oil into the wok and waited for the oil to heat up. Sitting on the chair again, I watched and chatted with her for a while longer. Then I went upstairs to read the newspaper. It was around 12:30 pm. 

Relaxing on Mom's easy chair, I went through The Straits Times starting from the sports pages. I did not know when I drifted off to sleep but I was woken up by steady knocking on the front door and Mom's calling. I sprung off the easy chair and opened the front door to let Mom in.

"Where were you? And where's Sundari?" asked Mom, questioningly.

"Mom! Hi! Sorry, I was reading the papers and fell asleep" I blabbered, pointing to her easy-chair and the dishevelled newspaper on the floor.

Mom walked across the living room towards the stairs. At that moment, Aayahmah came out from the kitchen.

"There you are, Sundari" said Mom, handing over her thermos flask to Aayahmah.

"What's for lunch today?" asked Mom, with a big smile.

"Fried fish, kangkong, dhall and rasam" replied Aayahmah smiling.

"Great. Let me change and we can have lunch together" responded Mom.

I picked up and folded the newspaper, then closed the front door and headed downstairs. Aayahmah had already set the table. I took the cold water bottles from the fridge and then went to wash my hands. I sat down at the table and took a sip of ice cold water. 

Aayahmah brought out the freshly fried fish and sat it at the centre of the table just as Mom appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a long sleeveless housecoat. 

As she walked down the stairs and headed towards the kitchen to wash her hands, I noticed that there was a bounce in her steps and her breasts were freely moving under her dress. Funny how in all these years I had never taken notice of something like that in Mom or Aayahmah but now, suddenly, every aspect of these women was interesting me and stimulating my thoughts.

Mom sat across the table from me and it did not take me long to realize that she was not wearing a bra. 

"How was your day, Amma?" I asked, trying to switch my thoughts away from her body.

"Busy. A couple of traffic accident cases" she replied.

The three of us served ourselves to the food and ate in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying the taste and taking occasional glances at each other. Mom's eyes were a little searching and inquisitive, asking silent questions - at least that's how I felt. And my eyes were not behaving either - kept taking quick glimpses of her hairy armpits, her nipples which were pointedly hard and her divine face with the corners of my eyes. My prick was stirring under the table.

After a few mouthfuls of food, Mom asked me "So, what have you been up to Mohan?" 

I gulped down my food before replying. 

"Nothing much, Amma. Got out of bed only after 10" I answered grinning, taking another mouthful of rice.

"Lazy bugger! Why? Did you go to sleep very late?" responded Mom, before munching on some kangkong.

"Yes, watched TV till close* and then read a book" I replied, my mouth grinding the food as I talked. (*Note : in those good old days, television programmes ended shortly after midnight)

"Really? Only that or is there something more to tell?" asked Mom, a questioning look on her face as she took another mouthful of food.

Aayahmah looked up from her plate and glanced at Mom before turning to me, as if fearing the next question. Her fingers were toying with the food on her plate.

"Yes, Amma. Why?" I replied, looking her in the eyes and pretending to sound as innocent as a church mouse.

"Don't pretend, Mister. We know what's going on" Mom answered, sounding serious all of a sudden.

"What do you mean, Amma?" I continued, knowing that the game was over but maintaining the innocent tone. I was curious to get the words out of her mouth. 

"Your Aayahmah and you!" Mom blurted out, switching looks between both of us, waiting for a response.

"We sensed something was going on between you two. We came down late last night and your door was open, Mohan. You were not in your bed. Then we heard sounds coming from your room, Sundari" continued Mom, pointing her face as she spoke, first to me and then to Aayahmah.

I did not know what to reply and looked down. So did Aayahmah. 

"You certainly were not having a mother-son chat. That was for sure" said Mom, with a sarcastic giggle. 

She prodded us to continue eating. A few seconds of total silence was broken by Mom's next question.

"Who started it?" she asked.

"It was my fault!" Aayahmah and I answered almost simultaneously.

Mom broke out in laughter and choked a little on her food. As she lifted her hand to her mouth, I could not help admiring her silky long armpit hair. Neither could I stop the twitching inside my shorts. Somehow the atmosphere was stimulating me, sexually.

Mom cleared her throat with a gulp of water and waited for us to speak. Again, silence for a few seconds.

"How long has this been going on, Sundari?" asked Mom, a curious look on her face.

Aayahmah looked down as she answered "A few days ago, Rani-ma. It was my fault. I am sorry. It will not happen again, I promise."

"No, Amma. I am the guilty one" I added, looking at Aayahmah and then directly into Mom's eyes.

"Why? Did you force her against her will?" asked Mom.

"No!" came a silent reply from both of us, still looking down at our food and avoiding Mom's prying eyes.

"I am sorry Mom" I responded, feeling bad and wondering how much they (Dad and Mom) had heard or seen. I had been right however – I did hear a door close last night.

"What are you feeling sorry about? Didn't you want it? Didn't you enjoy it?" asked Mom. 

Neither of us dared to answer her

"Listen! There is nothing to feel guilty or sorry about. By the unmistakable sounds we heard last night, both of you seemed to have wanted it and you certainly seemed to have enjoyed whatever you both were doing" lectured Mom.

Again silence from us, as our fingers toyed with the last bits of food on our plates.

"Look! We are not angry with you both. And, we will not stop you from continuing your, shall I say, intimate relationship, if you both want it. You just have to be really, really careful" said Mom calmly, trying to convey her understanding.

We kept silent, in acknowledgement of Mom's advice.

"No one else should know about this. Others may not accept this in the same way as your Dad and I do. To many people, this would be absolute taboo. Sundari and you are like mother and son and this would be incest" continued Mom.

"Do you both understand?" asked Mom.

We nodded in agreement. Aayahmah got up with her plate and walked towards the kitchen. She came out a few seconds later, having washed her hands.

"Mohan, you must never, never lose your respect for Sundari because of this. She will always be your Aayahmah – treat her always with that motherly respect. Is that clear?" advised Mom, very firmly.

"Yes, Amma. I promise" I answered her.

"I know you will. Anyway, your Dad will talk more about this with you later. But remember, the house will be full from tomorrow, so behave Mister. Keep your newfound desires and pleasures under lock and key. Ok?" continued Mom, smiling as if pleased with herself.

"Yes, Mom, I promise" I repeated and got up with my empty plate and walked towards the kitchen.

"And you, Sundari. I will have a talk with you later – a woman-to-woman talk" said Mom, getting up from the chair.

"Yes, Rani-ma" came Aayahmah's reply, looking a little glum, now that our secret was out.

After helping to carry the food back to the kitchen and re-filling the water bottles for the fridge, I went upstairs to finish the newspaper. Mom and Aayahmah busied themselves in the kitchen, putting things away and cleaning up. I could hear them talking as I walked up the stairs.

I took the newspaper in my hands but had difficulty concentrating on it. I went out to the veranda and thought over what had transpired. I didn't know what to expect anymore now that my parents knew about Aayahmah and me. Many questions were springing in my mind. What was Dad going to say to me? What was Mom going to tell Aayahmah? How was Aayahmah going to react? Was this the end of my beautiful relationship with Aayahmah? Most importantly, was this the end of my new found pleasures?

Putting aside the negative thoughts, I came back into the living room, finished reading the newspaper, then folded and left it on the coffee table. I decided to adjourn to my room downstairs and closed the main front door. As I walked away and crossed the entrance to my parents' room, I stopped at the open doorway. I did not know why I did it but I peeked into my parents' room. No sign of Mom. So she was probably still downstairs with Aayahmah. 

Again without any reason, I stepped into their room and just made a glance around the room. Sprawled on the bed was Mom's uniform that she had worn to work. And, sticking out from under her uniform was the strap of a bra, probably the one she had discarded after coming home. As if a strange magnetic power was drawing me to it, my hand reached out and pulled out the bra. 

As my fingers caressed the lacy material, I felt a warm heat going through my fingers and spreading out into my body. How many times had I seen Mom's discarded clothes and up to then, I had never even given it a thought. But here I was today, like a pervert, getting really turned on by her bra.

I lifted the bra to my face and inhaled the material. A sweaty but distinctively feminine aroma hit my senses – a quite different smell from Aayahmah's. Almost instantly intoxicated by the aroma, I buried my nose in the cups as I felt my prick hardening. These had carried and held Mom's magnificent boobs the whole morning and my cock throbbed with visions of that. 

Almost instinctively, my tongue licked the material, my tongue tip touching the inside of the bra where Mom's fat nipples would have been touching. For a few seconds, I stood there like that and imagined I was licking her hard nipples. My other hand stroked my now fully erect cock over the front of my shorts.

I was mighty excited and wanted the pleasure to continue. But knowing that I was in precarious surroundings, I decided to go down to my room. With one last, hungry lick of Mom's bra I placed it back under her uniform where I had found it and adjusted my rampant dick inside my shorts, trying to camouflage the erection. 

I stepped out of the room and went downstairs. Aayahmah's room door was closed and I could hear Mom and her talking inside but very faintly. Probably Mom did not want me to hear what they were discussing. I decided not to bother and in any case, something more important needed my immediate attention.

I closed my room door and pulled down my shorts, releasing my excited prick. The hardness had not subsided even a little and the veins were bursting with energy. I pulled my foreskin back completely and admired the bulbous head, shining in splendour. As I stretched the foreskin I felt more blood rushing into the already full-sized meat. I didn't know whether it was just my imagination but I thought it looked bigger than it did a week ago. I smiled - maybe the oil really did have the magical power!

Taking the bottle of oil beside the bed, I applied some on my blood engorged cock and stroked it slowly for a few minutes, spreading the lotion over the entire solid length. It was pointing straight out from my hairy groin, throbbing menacingly. I stroked the curly black hairs around the base with my other hand as I felt pleasure spreading out from my cock.

Pulling my shorts and underwear down to my ankles, I spread my legs and applied some oil to my scrotum. I carefully massaged the hairy nuts with my left hand while my right hand continued to stroke, now more vigorously, the bloated length of my oil-soaked dick. The sensations were just beautiful.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 07



Flashes of the incredible loving with Aayahmah over the past few days and nights streamed across my mind as I became fully engrossed in giving myself pleasure. These were soon replaced by wanton images of my parents – the majestic scenes that I had witnessed. And then all thoughts were on my incredible Mom - her aroma that I had briefly tasted from her bra had turned me on to this level.

My fingers gripped my throbbing cock harder, feeling the blood-filled veins palpitating with high octane energy. My oily foreskin was stretched back completely and the shiny red mushroom crown was fully blown up, throbbing and ready to explode. I stroked faster, wanting to release my seed, my thoughts switching between Aayahmah and Mom. I was on the verge of an explosion.

At that very moment the door suddenly opened, without any warning, and I heard Mom's voice as she stepped in behind the door and into the room. 

"Mohan, when do you....." she stopped abruptly, dead in her tracks as her eyes took in the scene.

"What the he....!" I exclaimed loudly in utter shock, the words dying in my mouth as my fingers released my erect manhood.

I stood there frozen, not moving, just staring straight at Mom. Her right hand was covering her mouth and her beautiful eyes were wide open, locked on my throbbing pecker. My cock was literally twitching and moving on its own free will. 

"Oh my God, oh my God....Mohan! You are just like your father" she stammered, gulping and mincing her words, her eyes opening even wider and rounder, either in shock or in admiration.

I quickly tried to pull up my shorts just as Aayahmah came and stood behind Mom, to see what was going on. She too stared in disbelief at my most-embarrassing situation. My cock was rock solid, refusing to slacken even slightly and I had trouble pulling up my shorts over my raging monster.

"Mom, I was just....just applying the special oil. I didn't hear you. I'm sorry....I'm sorry" I blurted out, in shock and shame, still not managing to get my shorts over the fully erect meat.

Mom's right hand reached out towards my groin, probably with a maternal instinct but her fingers hesitated. 

"Can I touch you?" she asked and then without waiting for my answer her trembling fingers clasped my prick.

Aayahmah stood there transfixed at the events unfolding, her mouth wide open.

"God, Mohan....it's so hard and throbbing" Mom said, her fingers squeezing and stroking my length, her tongue involuntarily licking her lips. 

Mom's magical touch was all that my prick needed. A powerful surge of energy flowed out from her fingers and radiated into my hardened flesh, spread through my body and then rushed down my spine. The next thing I knew my cock was jerking out of control. I watched bewildered as my cockhead expanded and a gush of thick white cum jetted out of the mushroom tip and hit the wall about 5 feet away. And then another, and another......

"Ammmaaaaaa....." I groaned, not able to remain silent any longer, as cum gushed out of my cock, my legs wobbling with the intensity of the release.

"Oh my God....Chellam...." Mom squealed in surprise and dropped down on her knees to the floor, unable to comprehend what was taking place.

Her fingers stroked my rampant cock faster, as if wanting me to empty my balls. Some seconds later, she squeezed the last drop out of my cockhead and then released my still throbbing cock abruptly. Her fingers then caressed my hairy scrotum as if checking their condition. Her eyes followed my eyes closely, watching my reactions. Sweat droplets had formed on her forehead as she examined my teenage organ, a beautiful twinkle in her eyes.

And then turning to look at Aayahmah, Mom asked "Is he always this hard?"

Aayahmah just nodded in agreement as Mom's fingers caressed and examined my genitals.

"And, so much cum?" asked Mom.

Again, Aayahmah nodded in the affirmative.

"No wonder, you are crazy about him" Mom responded, smiling at Aayahmah and then said "He's just like his father."

Aayahmah stood there silently, watching - her eyes reassured me that everything would be fine. Her smile told me that she was happy for me. I switched my eyes to my loving Mother who was still on her knees. 

"You will make many a woman happy, Chellam" said Mom, reluctantly removing her fingers and standing upright, her nipples clearly erect and tenting her house dress.

She walked out of the room and I stood there dumbfounded, with my private parts still exposed. As I closed the door slowly, I watched Mom hug Aayahmah and noticed her body shaking. Aayahmah's hands rubbed her back soothingly, as if calming her down

"Was she too overwhelmed by that intimate experience?" I wondered. 

I shut the door and cleaned up the mess on the wall and floor with my underwear. I waited till my erection had subsided slightly and then wrapping a towel around me; I opened the door, stepped out of my room and headed towards the bathroom. No sign of either Mom or Aayahmah. 

I decided to have a shower after which, I headed back to my room. I noticed that Aayahmah's door was closed and assumed she was having her usual siesta. After pulling on clean underwear and shorts, I went upstairs. Mom's door was also closed – probably she too was having her nap. Just out of curiosity I went into my sister's room and peeped through one of the holes. Yes, Mom was lying on her bed, her eyes closed in peaceful sleep; her goddess' face glowing. 

It was around 2:45 pm and I too decided to have a short power nap in my room. I soon fell asleep and woke up around 4:15 pm. I washed my face and got ready to head to the field. After a drink of water, I knocked on Aayahmah's door and told her that I was going to play football. I heard her acknowledgement. Then I went upstairs and did the same at Mom's door but there was no response. Either she was still asleep or she was in the bathroom. Anyway, I stepped out of the hall, closed the front door and walked to the field.

It was around 7:00 pm when I got back home after an enjoying game of football. As I climbed up the stairs, I saw Dad sitting in the veranda reading the newspaper.

"Hi Dad" I greeted him.

"Hi Mohan, how was football?" he responded.

"Great, was a good workout" I replied and then asked him how his day was.

We chatted for a minute or so and then I headed downstairs. The smell of jasmine and sandalwood filled my nostrils as I crossed the living room towards the stairs. Mom was sat in silent prayer at our altar, dressed in a long gown and her long black hair let loose. Her eyes were closed and her palms clasped together in front of her in traditional prayer modus. For a split second I admired her - she was a goddess alright and simply beautiful.

I went downstairs to my room and then to the bathroom to have a quick wash, deciding to have a proper shower before bedtime. Aayahmah was busy in the kitchen, making thosai for dinner. I greeted her. There were already some prepared thosai on a plate. Turning to see if anyone was around, I gave her a quick hug from behind, relishing the few seconds of closeness to her body.

"Careful, Chellam. Your parents are at home" she whispered, but pleased with the affectionate gesture from me.

"I'm hungry" I said loudly and patted her rounded bums.

"Well you can take this plate of thosai to the dining table. I'll make some more" responded Aayahmah.

As I walked out to the dining area, Mom was approaching the stairs, with Dad a few steps behind. I placed the plate of thosai on the dining table and sat down. Dad went to wash his hands and then sat next to me. Mom sat across from us and started serving us the thosai. She looked ravishing like that with her hair let loose and the holy ash and pottu adorning her forehead.

Mom then called out to Aayahmah to join us at dinner but she declined, replying that she would have hers later. The three of us ate silently, enjoying the crispy thin thosai that Aayahmah had made. We chatted a little about this and that but no reference was made to the events of the afternoon. However, I did sense that that was not the end of the matter.

Sure enough, after we had finished with dinner, Dad indicated to Mom that he and I were going out for a walk. Mom, again not surprisingly, told us to go ahead without her, stating that we, Dad and I, had a lot to catch up on. She preferred to stay at home and continue her talk with Aayahmah. Sounded all very academic, I thought.

I was not too worried, maybe just a little nervous, about talking to Dad. In a way I was glad that Mom and Dad had discovered what was going on between Aayahmah and me. The only thing that I was uncertain about was what this meant to all of us from now on and how it was going to affect or change our lives.

"So, a lot has been happening to you recently, I hear" started Dad, as we set off.

I pondered for a second and then said in an apologetic tone "I'm sorry, Dad. Do you think I am doing wrong?"

"No, Mohan, not at all. I would have done the same in your shoes" he replied and reassured me with a pat on my shoulder.

"Thanks Appa" I said and clutched his hand, feeling an instant closeness to him.

"As long as you don't hurt anyone in the process, physically or mentally, it is alright" advised Dad.

Again I pondered for a while and then asked "What do you mean by anyone, Dad? There is just Aayahmah and me."

"There is Mala, remember. How do you think she would react if she found out that her mother was making it with you? She might not understand or accept that and could be really hurt or affected" replied Dad.

I nodded in acknowledgement and said "I didn't think of that."

Dad continued with his advice "Listen. It's about responsibility. Always be aware of your responsibilities especially in things like these. You are still young Mohan. There are many more things you will learn in your life. Right now you have experienced something every teenage boy would only dream of and I am happy for you."

I clutched his hand again as we walked slowly. "Thanks" I whispered to him.

"So, tell me a little about of your new experience. You did sound like you were having lots of fun last night" prodded Dad, with a chuckle.

"What shall I say, Dad? It is a beautiful, out-of-this-world feeling. Simply awesome, nothing like I ever felt before" I replied.

"Yes, it surely is when you have the right partner. You know, you don't experience it with just everyone. That is also important for you to remember, Mohan. Don't just jump into bed with just anyone" said Dad.

I laughed in response, feeling comfortable with the dialogue with Dad. 

Along the way we found a place to sit in a small playground. It was well lit and Dad suggested that we sit there for some minutes to continue our chat which I quite welcomed. We both sat down and stretched our legs.

"I heard about the amusing incident with your Mom this afternoon" Dad said with another giggle.

"Oh God! It was so embarrassing Dad. I was just applying the oil and my thing was so hard and Mom walked in" I explained, concealing the fact of what had made me so hard.

"What made you lose control?" asked Dad, intuitively.

"I don't know. The moment Mom's fingers touched me...... I really cannot explain it" I replied.

Dad laughed and said "It's alright. You probably were just hyper-excited or maybe it was just the magical touch of your Mother." 

"Did Mom say anything about what happened?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Well, she was impressed with your thingy....your cock; said it was comparable to mine" answered Dad quite coolly.

I negated him immediately without any thought "No way Dad" and then suddenly realised my error.

Dad smiled. 

"So it's true then. You have seen us – your Mum and me" said Dad, almost casually, as if that was a normal thing to happen.

"Sorry Dad. It was by pure accident that happened. I promise not to do it again" I replied and then asked "Is Mom upset about it?"

"Not really. Neither am I. We thought you would have discovered us long ago" answered Dad.

"It was an eye-opener for me Dad. Up till then, I was so ignorant. I didn't think that Mom and you did that....make love, I mean" I explained calmly.

Dad laughed and then asked "Why? Did you think we were too old for that?"

"No, Dad. Just that when I see you both in normal, everyday life, you are the epitome of all things good and nice. Never thought you would be doing such things" I tried to reason.

"Why? You think that what we did was dirty?" he asked.

"I was ignorant, Dad. Before witnessing you both, yes to a certain extent, influenced by the pornography I have had the chance to watch or read. But after witnessing the beautiful love you made, it made me see things in a much clearer perspective" I answered.

"Good that you realise that, Mohan. When two people love and want each other, nothing is dirty. Like I said, as long as both of you are consenting, as long you are not hurting each other, physically or mentally, it's beautiful. And, it's private....between you and your partner" Dad advised.

"Yes, I realised and experienced that also with Aayahmah" I said in reply.

"I know. Your Mom told me that Sundari's absolutely crazy about you. What did you do to her?" Dad teased, his hand patting my shoulder.

"Learnt it all from Mom and you, Dad" I blurted out confidently.

We both laughed heartily. I was really happy that Dad and I were able to talk about these things so openly, like teenage buddies. Again, that warm feeling in me; that I was the luckiest boy in the world. 

"So, what did you think of your Mom and me?" asked Dad.

"AWESOME....simply, AWESOME" I repeated myself.

"Really? What makes you say that?" asked Dad, seemingly excited to hear more.

"Everything about you both really; you guys are so natural, so beautiful and so erotic to watch" I answered convincingly.

"And, Dad......please allow me to say this, your cock is truly magnificent. I am no comparison" I said softly and grasped his elbow at the same time, feeling so at ease with my Father.

Dad laughed, probably chuffed to hear his son saying that and then slowly stood up and indicated that we should be getting home. I got up and just before we walked away, I hugged him and whispered a thank you to him. He too thanked me for the chat. We walked along slowly, happy with the knowledge that our relationship was on a different planet after all what had happened the past few days. 

"Last night, we stood outside Sundari's room and heard you both for a long time. We didn't know how to react but we certainly wished that we could have seen you" said Dad, catching me by surprise.

"Really? Why Dad?" I asked.

"Hard to explain that but maybe it had something to do with the fact that you are our son, our waris. We were happy for you and just wanted to see you" explained Dad.

"And I'll tell you a little secret too. We were so very excited hearing you, if you know what I mean" said Dad further.

"Really?" I asked again, smiling and feeling good about that.

"Yes, you drove us a little crazy and we had to satisfy our desires later" explained Dad, very academically.

I clasped Dad's elbow and gave it a gentle squeeze. "I love you both, Dad...very much." 

It was a nice, windy day and a clear star-spangled night sky added to the feel-good mood we both were in. We trod along the small road towards our house, a noticeable bounce in our steps.

"Mohan, are you going to see Sundari tonight?" asked Dad, again surprising me with the question. 

"Why Dad? You don't want me to?" I questioned.

"No, not that but the girls will be home tomorrow, so you cannot be with her tomorrow" reminded Dad.

"Yes, I know Appa" I nodded in agreement and then gleefully said "But there is a long night ahead."

"Yes, for me too" he sounded equally excited.

I hugged him again, just as we reached our house. As we climbed up the stairs, I whispered to him to leave his lights on. He smiled and whispered to me to do the same. I looked at him a little bemused and then broke out in a smile when he winked. I winked back at him. Like excited teenage boys with an agreed plan, we walked into the house.

Mom was sat in the hall, watching TV. There were some sari blouses next to her and she had a threaded needle in her fingers, probably making adjustments to her blouses. We greeted her as Dad locked the front door. It was around 10:00 pm.

"Must have been a very intense and interesting conversation that father and son had" said Mom cynically, a knowing look on her face.

"Yes, men talk. It has been a long time coming" replied Dad.

I smiled at both of them and then took off my t-shirt. I was feeling rather sticky with all the dried up sweat on my body and was ready for a good shower.

"I'm going for a shower and then to bed. It's been a long day" I announced and then wished them both good night.

"Good night!" they both responded simultaneously. 

I heard Dad tell Mom that he was also going to get a shower as I walked down the stairs towards my room. Aayahmah's room door was closed - I could see that her lights were on but I decided not to intrude then. I picked up a towel from my room and headed into the bathroom for a cold and refreshing shower. I took my time, happy with all that had transpired during the day and happy that I was on a different mental level with my parents. I definitely felt like the luckiest boy in the world.

After the shower and a change of clothes, I contemplated on the next move – go to Aayahmah's room or go watch my parents. I decided on the latter – I knew Aayahmah would wait for me. I left my room and headed upstairs. It was around 10:30 pm. I opened the door to the upper part of the house and glided like a ghost into the hall. The hall lights were off but there was light under the door to my parents' room. I quickly stole into my sister's room.

"Mmmmm....yes....Athaaaaannn....lick me, darling...lick my horny pussy. I have been crazy all day...mmmmm" Mom moaned, just as I attached my eye to the peephole.

Mom was sitting on Dad's face, rubbing her wanton pussy unashamedly against his probing tongue. Her hands held the headboard and she humped Dad's face with so much vigour that her beautiful breasts swayed in every direction. Both were completely naked and Dad's masterpiece of a cock, stood erect at full mast, throbbing and twitching in equal excitement. Both his hands were on her buttocks, squeezing her fleshy bums. I watched enthralled.

"Athaaaan...Athaaaan....yesss...mmmm......I need your fat cock inside me. My cunt is on fire tonight. I need you to fuck me, Athan. Pleeeasssse....fuck meeeee" moaned Mom, visibly more excited than I had ever seen her up till then. Her body shivered in little spasms

Like a bitch in heat, she slid down his face and onto his chest, her face beaming with sexual desire. She lifted her bottom and got herself on all fours. Then adjusting her dripping womanhood over the magnificent, erect lingam, her fingers encircled the mighty meat. She positioned herself into a sitting position, rubbed the bloated cockhead against her hairy lips and then plunged down hard, embedding the colossal prick inside her wanton hole in a single stroke.

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh.......yessssssssssssss" she squealed as the mighty dick filled her depths.

Dad raised his hips off the mattress, forcing his monster cock even deeper up Mom's pussy, elevating her high above him. As Dad supported the bottom half of his body in mid-air, Mom did a quick-fire up-down, forward-backward action, holding Dad's muscular thighs for support.

Then she churned him, literally grinding her pussy around his meat.

"Mmmmmm....aaaaaahhhhhhh.....yesssss.....love your cock inside me....fuck me...fuck...me ....mmmmmmmmm" Mom encouraged Dad.

Dad rested his buttocks back on the mattress and then lifted his torso and hugged her, his arms encircling her waist in a sitting position, Mom on top of Dad. Her bums were resting on Dad's thighs, his mighty lingam buried deep up inside her cunt. Seemingly Dad seemed as hyper-excited like Mom. He forced the tempo, thrusting up with full power into her tunnel while she rode him fast and hard. His hands literally pulled her hips down onto his rod. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 07



"Mmmmmmm....yesss......unnnhhhh....unnnhhhh...fuck me...fuck me....fuck me....aaaaaahhhhhhh" they squealed, urging each other on.

Surprisingly, even though it could not have been more than 15 minutes ago when they would have started, it looked like that they were both so excited that they desperately needed to explode, to release the sexual needs of their bodies. Normally they made love with a beautiful tempo but tonight they were like wild animals, fast and hard fucking. Both were really turned on and my cock throbbed wickedly inside my shorts at the sight of them in this heightened sexual frenzy.

"Athaaan...Athaaan....fuck me... ....I want you...I want you...I want you. Fuck me....fuck me .....aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh" Mom screamed, sliding up and down on Dad's meat.

"Oh Raniiiii...fuckkkkkk...your hot pussy...so fucking tight......aaaaaahhhhhh" groaned Dad, increasing the strength and speed of his thrusts up into her fiery depths.

"Aaaaahhhhh........yessssssssss....mmmmm....yesss...yesss.....Godddddd....yessss....soooooo deeeeep....harder....harder Athaaan....unnnhhhh" screamed Mom as Dad hammered away like a prized bull.

She pushed Dad back onto the mattress and supported herself on her palms, either side of Dad's body. The she fucked him with absolute abandon, lifting her body up and down, forwards and backwards, shaking her head like a crazed woman. I adjusted my fully erect prick inside my shorts, trying to maintain some control. 

"Unnhhh...unnhhh...unnhhh....I love your cock....I love your cock....I love your cock. Fuck, fuck, fuck.......oh Goddddd......aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh. Unnhhh...unnhhh....unnhhh...unnhhh" she moaned and squealed.

All too soon her body stiffened and her hands grabbed Dad's waist. Dad again lifted his bums off the mattress and thrust deep into her body. I watched in sheer amazement as Mom's body jerked and shuddered, while a powerful orgasm swept through her. My cock throbbed and twitched as if sharing the pleasures Mom was feeling.

"Athaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnn....yessssssss....cummmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.......aaaaaaahhhhhhh" she screamed, as Dad drilled into her repeatedly, his bums back on the mattress.

"Raniiiiiiiiiiii....unnhhh...unnhhh...unnhhh.....yesssssssss.......so good, so good, so good........aaaaaahhhhhh" groaned Dad, thrusting furiously up into her climaxing hole, urging her to explode completely.

Mom's body was still shaking in waves of orgasmic bliss but she fucked him with equal force, moaning and gasping "I love you....I love you...I love your cock....keep fucking me......mmmm....aaahhh...aaaahhhh.....Athaaaaan." 

I watched in fascination as Dad then raised his torso and without disengaging their union, expertly lowered Mom onto the mattress and got on top of her, in a semi-squatting position. He raised her legs and rested them on his manly shoulders, one on either side. Then he pounded his mammoth cock mercilessly into Mom's hairy cunt, like a pile driver.

"Ohhh...ohhh...ohhh.....unnnhhh...unnnhhh...unnnhhh....yessssss" they both moaned, increasing their tempo a further notch higher.

It was an unbelievable scene – my parents mating like in the porn films, so powerful and energetic, except this was for real, no acting. And even though I had seen them a few times already by then, the sheer wanton lust being exhibited by my parents tonight had me spellbound. My own urges were going out of control but I decided to stay for a while longer.

Dad kept driving with brute force into Mom's wanton cunt. Her body was raised up towards Dad, with virtually only her head and shoulders resting on the bed. Dad pressed forward towards her face, his huge frame arching over Mom. His body smacked against Mom's thighs in a steady rhythm, as he plunged his mammoth man-meat in and out of her divine yoni. His large, hairy nuts swung obscenely in tandem with his thrusts. Her legs flailed over his shoulders with the power of his thrusts and ripples could be clearly seen on the flesh of her thighs. 

"Ohhhhh....fuckkkkkk......yessssss.........so good...so good...so good...." Dad cried, showing no sign of slowing down.

"Yesssss....unnnhhh...unnnhhh...unnnhhh......fuck me...fuck me....tear my fucking pussy.....mmmmm....aaaaaaaahhhhhhh....Athaaaaaaaan....you are fucking me crazy.....aaaaahhhhhhh" squealed Mom, as if on the verge of another mighty explosion.

"Aaaaahhh....yessssss......yessssss........I love your hot pussy....so hot....so good....mmmmmm....yesssssss......like that....like that....like that" whimpered Dad, obviously enjoying what must surely be contractions of Mom's muscles.

"Yessssss....darling.......your fucking pussy...fuck her...fuck her...fuck her.....make her beg for more....aaaaaaahhhhhh" urged Mom, defiantly, challenging Dad to thoroughly fuck her.

And he did. He grabbed hold of Mom's ankles and pushed it back towards her head. Her thighs flattened her breasts and Dad pounded non-stop into her boiling furnace, almost vertically down. Mom's body was literally bent into two at her waist but she looked so comfortable as she urged him to go faster, harder and deeper.

"Yessss...mmm...like that...more...more...more...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...I am close....unnnnhhhhhh....yesssss" she moaned.

Their tempo increased even further and sweat could clearly be seen dripping down their bodies. Mom bucked, gyrated and twisted her hairy groin around the massive meat drilling into her. Her divine face was flushed in sheer animal lust as her body soon started to shake in spasms.

"Now darling....nowwwwwww.......finish meeeeee.......aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.........yesssssssssssssssss...nowwwwww" she cried out loud, as another mighty orgasm rocked her body.

Her body trembled with the power of her release and both her legs shook like rattles. But she kept bucking and twisting her pussy around Dad's rampant prick. Her head was turning from side to side, her eyes closed as she whimpered and cried to the overwhelming sensations going through her body. 

"Ohhhhh.....Godddddd.....Athaaaaaaan.....yes, yes, yesssss. I love you, love your cock....your cock...your cock.......fuck......yessssssssssssss...aaaaaaahhhhh" she screamed again and again.

The sight of Mom was driving me crazy. I watched amazed as this ultimate female climaxed again. Over and over her body jerked and shuddered. I encircled my prick over my shorts with my right hand and crushed it with my fingers, willing it to cool down, but difficult under the circumstances.

Meanwhile, still plunging into her non-stop, Dad moved Mom's legs off his shoulders and placed them on the bed. He sat on his knees on the mattress with Mom's legs on either side of his frame. Her bums rested on his thighs and his hands lifted her back to a comfortable height for his power-thrusts. 

"Mmmm....unnnhhh....unnnhhh....unnnhhh.......yesssssss" moaned Mom, probably still on the throes of her orgasm.

Dad's arms supported her back as he pulled her back against his rampant prick, while thrusting himself forward with animal power. He was notably getting faster with his thrusts and he pulled Mom against him equally hard. Mom, using her shoulders for support on the mattress, bucked back against him with increased vigour, probably knowing that he was ready to fill her womb with gallons of his male nectar. 

"Yes Athan....fuck me....aaaahhhhh......cum darling...cum.....fill me up with your love.......cum Athan....fuck meeeee....aaaahhhhh" she urged him. 

Dad lifted Mom's torso towards him and her hands encircled his neck. Then lifting her up a little, he plunged his massive cock deep into her love chute, holding Mom's waist tight. Mom's body trembled with the sheer force of Dad's thrust and she screamed.

"Fuckkkk....yessssss" she squealed in wanton pleasure.

"Ohhhh....Godddd....Raniiiiiiii...yesss......yesss....aaaahhhhhhhhh" Dad groaned.

"Give it to me...give it to me... give it to me....yesssss" Mom urged him 

"Ammmmmaaaaaa.......aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh" he growled like an animal, pumping his seed repeatedly into her divine womb.

Dad held her tight as his body shuddered and his cock blasted his boiling cum deep inside Mom's cunt, every blast accompanied by a strong thrust of his cock into her cunt. I trembled at the sight of Dad's powerful release - five, six, seven powerful blasts I counted and then he held his position like that, buried up to his balls. 

Mom hugged him tight, shaking and moving her bums, churning and milking his heavenly lingam with her magical yoni. Her hands soothed Dad's back as he rode through his powerful release, grunting like an animal. 

"Mmmm......yessss....oooooohhhhhh....mmmm" they hissed together, turning and bucking slowly, capturing the ultimate pleasures of their union, deep inside Mom's love hole.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, joined as man and woman, just nuzzling and caressing each other, relishing the warm afterglow. They had ceased moving and just held each other. Mom still sat on Dad, stretched her legs behind him. Dad stretched his legs likewise behind her.

"Your cock is awesome, Athan. You felt like magic inside me tonight" said Mom, breaking the silence.

"And so were you Rani.....your pussy was really on fire tonight" replied Dad.

"Yes, Athan.....God, I came so many times....mmmmmmm" responded Mom, still twisting and turning churning her pelvic region a little.

"Mmmmm....." they moaned together, extracting the last ounces of pleasure sensations from inside their divine bodies.

Mom lifted herself off Dad and sat herself on the mattress, cross-legged with her feet on the mattress. Dad swung his feet out and rested them on the floor, resting his bums on the mattress. They looked beautiful - their youthful looks and energy belied their age. I was proud to be a product of their loving union.

My fully erect cock was still throbbing though any urgency to cum had diminished. I was happy with the situation as I wanted to enjoy a long bout of love-making with Aayahmah if she was up for it – did not at have any doubts that she would not want the same either. I was just about to leave the room when I heard Dad speak.

"All that talk with and about Mohan surely had an effect on us tonight, I guess" said Dad.

"Yes definitely, Athan. You should have heard Sundari describing all what they did. Unbelievable! It really turned me on and I have been carrying a wet pussy the whole afternoon" replied Mom, chuckling.

Dad laughed and then said "He said he learnt it from us, darling. Picked up his Father's talents and his Mother's horniness" patting Mom's thighs.

"He's got his Dad's randy cock too and if I go by Sundari, he knows how to use it well too" said Mom, stretching her legs out again and moving towards the edge of the bed, positioning herself right next to Dad.

"Looks like you are fascinated with his cock" teased Dad.

"It is beautiful, truly...just like yours Athan. When I held him this afternoon and when he exploded...it reminded me of our first night. Felt just like you, Athan" Mom cooed in praise.

My cock twitched wickedly hearing what Mom said.

"Looks like I have competition" said Dad, teasing Mom again.

She smacked his thigh and said "You pervert!" and then pushed him back on to the bed and sat on top of him. His legs were still on the floor. She placed her hands on Dad's shoulder, one on each side, pinning him to the mattress.

"Do you remember you have told me many times during the throes of your orgasms that you wished that you had two of me or better still two of my cocks? Your fantasy" asked Dad, again teasing Mom.

"Well now, you have your wish come true my Goddess" Dad said, quite calmly.

"You are crazy, Athan. He's my son" answered Mom, laughing it off as a teaser from my Dad and got off him.

She stood up and countered Dad "And, I presume you will not be jealous."

"Interesting conversation" I thought, adjusting my semi-hardness.

.

Dad rose up after Mom and stood next to her, his satisfied cock hanging obscenely, his cockhead still exposed. 

"No, not if you would want him" answered Dad, smiling, sounding cheeky and serious at the same time.

Mom thought for a while and then asked Dad, quite directly "You really wouldn't mind if another cock fucks me, your very own pussy?"

"It's not just another cock. It is ours - he was created by you and me – our waris. We gave rise to his cock" answered Dad. I wondered if he was joking or serious.

Mom just laughed and said "We are crazy. Look at us....old man and old woman having dirty thoughts about our son."

"Nothing wrong with sexual fantasies darling – healthy for the body and mind" responded Dad, stretching his arms above his shoulders and gently forcing his pelvis forward, his tool visibly moving in the process.

"I can see that" said Mom, watching Dad's cock stir again. She bent down to touch her toes, loosening her leg muscles after their hardcore workout. 

Dad laughed and said "I am going to have a quick wash" and then headed into the bathroom.

I decided to leave at that instant and quietly stole out of the room, then down the stairs, closing the door behind me. The light in Aayahmah's room was still on. The clock in our dining room showed 11:30 pm. I used the bathroom first, washed my legs, removed my t-shirt and then stood outside her door. I knocked softly before letting myself in. 

As I stepped in, a strong smell of jasmine hit my senses and a truly unexpected sight greeted me. I stood there, just inside the door, rooted to the spot. Aayahmah was standing there, dressed in a beautiful maroon silk sari, her long hair let loose. She was wearing jewellery and jasmine flowers adorned her hair. She had a big, round red pottu (kum-kum) on her forehead and welcomed me. She looked truly beautiful, like an Aphrodite.

I noticed that her bed was covered with a red and yellow silk sari and fresh jasmine flowers and rose petals were sprayed over the sari. It looked just like a wedding bed to match the wedding attire Aayahmah was wearing. It created quite a stunning ambience.

"Come Chellam, I have been waiting for you" she whispered, like a newly-wed bride.

And, as I walked towards her, she came forwards and then fell down on her legs and touched my feet. I did understand her sentiments somewhat but still was overawed by it. I held her by her shoulders and helped her arise. She hugged me immediately and whispered to me that she was the happiest person in the world today. I held her to me for a few seconds and then stepped away from her.

"You look truly gorgeous, Amma" I said, admiring her mature feminine beauty.

She smiled, biting her lips in a shy gesture and then said "Today is the start of a new life for me, Chellam. I can have you without any guilty conscience or worry."

She went on to explain how she had told Mom everything and they had both shed a few tears, consoling each other. And, then it was Mom who had suggested to her to spruce up this night, as if it was her wedding night. Mom was so happy for her and had told her that this was the start of a new, special life for her. Tears were welling in her eyes as she talked.

"Your parents know about us and they have blessed our union, Chellam. I am so happy. I don't have to worry anymore" Aayahmah said.

"I love you Aayahmah. You will always be a mother to me and I, your son" I promised.

"Yes, that will never change. But now, tonight, in private, you are my lover and I want to love you" she said and pulled me towards the bed and playfully pushed me onto her bed.

I lay there on her bed, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers and felt a special feeling of love – for Aayahmah, for my Mom and for my Dad. My whole world had changed in the past one week and it only seemed to get better and better.

"By the way, your Mom encouraged me to ravish you tonight and that's exactly what I have in mind" she said, smiling seductively while loosening her sari. My semi-hard cock did not need anything more to stir back to life as she said that.

Aayahmah then removed her jewellery – her gold necklace and earrings - showing them to me as she took them off. Placing the gold on her dressing table, she said "I have saved these for Mala. She can have them when she gets married." 

She then started to sway her body slowly as she began to undo her sari, as if doing a strip tease for me. Her hand lifted the sari off her torso, exposing her silk blouse which carried her magnificent round boobs. Her arms lifted her mounds and she made a gesture of offering them to me. I licked my lips in anticipation and waited patiently, quite enjoying the show.

She smiled as she unfastened the sari from her waist and unrolled it from around her legs. She was wearing a peach-coloured pavadai underneath her sari. She threw her sari onto the cloth rack and then walked towards the bed.

"The sari on the bed is my old wedding sari. The sari I was wearing just now was given by your Mother many years ago but I had no special occasion to wear it until today" she said, going down on her knees near the edge of the bed.

She bent forward and kissed me hungrily, her tongue immediately worming its way into my eager mouth. I held her to me as we tongue fucked for a few seconds, penetrating and probing each others oral cavities. Then she kissed my eyes, one after the other and then licked her way down to my neck planting small bites with her lips around my neck.

She licked down to my nipples and sucked on them hard, one by one, and teased them with her tongue. Her oral action sent thrills from my nipples to my prick. She used both her palms to encircle my breast and then pressed the flesh around my nipple together and then sucked the hard bud. The sensations were beautiful and my cock throbbed – it was as if there was a direct sensory link between my nipple and my cockhead.

"Mmmm....." I moaned, as she concentrated on my breasts and nipples.

Her right hand slid over my tummy and towards my shorts. She glided her hand over my hardness and squeezed it over the shorts while her mouth devoured my nipples, sucking and teasing the hard buds. Her hand slipped further down and cupped my balls, caressing them with care.

She lifted her face of my chest and looked at me. Smiling, she licked down my body towards my shorts, her eyes locked on mine all the time. Her face was at my shorts and she teased me with her eyes as her right hand stroked my cock over the material of my shorts. 

Smiling she pulled my legs over the edge of the bed, so that I was lying perpendicular to the length of the bed, with my feet firmly on the floor and my body and thighs resting on the mattress. She was in between my legs, still kneeling on the floor.

She pulled the waistband of my shorts down carefully and exposed my cockhead. The mushroom crown looked massive. She licked her lips, moved forwards and bent her head down to kiss the tip. And then she licked it, as if licking the tip of an ice cream, all the while looking at me. 

"You watched your parents tonight, didn't you, you naughty boy? Your cock is leaking already" she said, licking around the tip and lapping up the pre-cum. 

"Yes, they were unbelievably hot tonight" I replied, enjoying the service I was getting.

Pulling down the waistband a little more, she exposed more of my bloated length. Her fingers encircled the steely hardness and she squeezed it as if testing its strength and then slowly stroked it, her eyes making all kinds of promises to me.

"Did you like it when your Mother touched you today?" she asked, gently stroking my cock.

"Mmmmm....yes" I moaned and then said "Just like I like you touching me now."

"Would you like your Mother to suck your cock?" she teased me, pulling my waistband further down and exposing the full length of my cock.

"Godddd....yesssss" I groaned, with the thought of Mom.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 08



 (my humble apologies to my fans who have communicated to me for the next chapter; sorry for the delay, but have been really busy...hope you still enjoy my story though)




"Mohan!" 

We heard Dad's call from outside the room, breaking the silence of the night and completely scaring the daylights out of us. 

We broke apart in a rush, our hearts doing somersaults as a sudden fear gripped us. Our immediate response was to grab at some clothes. Aayahmah slung on a long nightgown and then slipped on her panties within a blink of an eye. I pulled up my shorts and turned towards the door simultaneously. I noticed that the door was slightly open - did I forget to close it properly or? 

"Dad!" I called out, my voice audibly shaken.

"Yes Mohan. Relax, it's only your Mom and me" replied Dad softly, probably sensing the apprehension in my voice.

"Relax? It's easy for you to say" I thought, a little irritated.

I had forgotten about the "deal" made with Dad when we returned from our walk. Somehow I really did not expect him to actually peep on us. As I walked towards the door, Aayahmah took a sarong and wrapped it over her shoulders, covering her bosom. She then did a quick clean up of the room as best as she could, tidying the bed, the floor and the cloth rack. I picked up my t-shirt and stepped out into our spacious dining area, while Aayahmah stayed back in the room, holding the door behind me.

Although I sensed the presence of my Dad in the dining area, I walked straight to the bathroom without turning to look, to have a quick wash. I then wiped myself dry before stepping out to meet my parents. The clock showed 12:45 am – well past midnight. Dad was at the fridge, taking out a bottle of cold water as I approached the dining table, wearing my t-shirt in the process. He was as usual in his sarong, baring his hairy torso. 

Seconds later Mom appeared from out of the kitchen with a couple of glasses. She was also wearing a sarong and a short nightdress covered her top. She was all smiles as she walked towards me, her hair tied together in a pony tail. Dad too had a big grin on his face as he turned away from the fridge and brought the bottle of water towards the table. I could not help but notice the bulge in his sarong.

He left the bottle of water on the table and sat down. I remained standing next to the table, facing him. Mom sat next to him and filled up the glasses with water. Dad emptied his glass in one go and looked at me. Mum re-filled his glass and took a sip from hers. There was an unmistakable, strong odour of sex swirling in the air around us.

"How long have you both been down here?" I asked Dad, very calmly, taking a gulp of water.

"Long enough" Dad replied, grinning and then sounding as academic as ever, he said "I hope we didn't interrupt anything."

"No worries, Dad" I responded to him, before emptying my glass.

Mom fidgeted with her glass of water and kept looking towards Aayahmah's door.

"Come here, Sundari. Don't be shy" Mom called out to her.

"Yes Sundari. Please come and join us" encouraged Dad.

After some long minutes, Aayahmah appeared from behind the door. She just looked down and headed straight to the bathroom. We heard her having a wash which was in fact a quick shower. We let her be and just exchanged knowing smiles at each other.

"Mohan, you were simply beautiful, both of you. Just brilliant" complimented Dad.

"Did you see everything?" I asked; feeling a little embarrassed or rather, exposed.

"Yes, more or less" answered Dad, still with a mischievous grin on his face.

"Oh, you! Just leave him alone" said Mom, wagging her finger at Dad. 

Aayahmah stepped out of the bathroom, wearing her night gown and holding her towel in her hand. She had her sarong over her shoulders, hiding her top from view, and stood a distance away from us but Mom gestured her to come nearer. Eventually she stood close by to Mom but kept her face down.

"We are so happy for you, Sundari" said Mom, breaking the momentary silence.

"You both were always very close. Now there is an added dimension to your relationship" added Dad, with a chuckle.

Aayahmah did not answer but just nodded her head, still looking down.

"But this should not change your motherly respect for her, Mohan. Ok?" cautioned Dad, looking at me and then towards Aayahmah.

"It will not, Dad. I promise" I replied.

"And as we told you both already, this has to remain between the 4 of us. No one, absolutely no one else must ever, ever know. Do you both understand?" Mum insisted.

Aayahmah and I nodded in agreement.

"And, be careful both of you, especially over the next couple of days when our house will be full. Don't even let any little suspicions arise" continued Dad.

"Yes, and you, Mohan, please keep your teenage hormones under control" added Mom, smiling.

"Don't worry. We will be good" I promised and Aayahmah acknowledged by nodding her head.

Dad looked at the clock and said "It's been a long but wonderful night for all of us. Let's all go get some sleep." 

He got up grinning, seemingly pleased with himself, and Mom followed suit. Mom walked over to Aayahmah and hugged her for some seconds, rubbing her hands over Aayahmah's back.

"It was so beautiful to watch both of you. Teach him well, Sundari" Mom whispered to her, her soothing hands patting Aayahmah's back.

Dad came across to me, patted my shoulder and said "And, we are proud of you, my son."

Mom and Dad then wished us good night and walked up the stairs together. Dad cheekily smacked Mom's bums which she immediately retaliated with a pinch of his tummy. I watched them as they closed the door and just could not help feeling how lucky I was - my loving parents were simply out of this world.

I turned towards a beaming Aayahmah and asked her "Happy?"

"Yes, my Chellam. Very happy" she replied and then asked "Did they really see us making love?"

"Yes, I believe so. The door was slightly open" I responded and started to walk towards my room.

"God, how embarrassing, Chellam! Your Dad has seen me naked" she said, walking beside me.

"More than just naked, I would imagine. Anyway, what is there for you to be ashamed about your voluptuous body, Amma? Maybe now Dad would be really tempted to seduce you when I'm not here" I teased Aayahmah.

She spanked my bottom and then said "You and your dirty thoughts. He has eyes only for your Mother."

I laughed and then asked her "Did you notice the bulge in his sarong?"

"No, I did not even dare look at him" Aayahmah replied, standing outside her room.

"There was a tent in his sarong. He was hard, probably watching us made them excited" I said, grinning.

"God! Don't make me feel even more embarrassed, Chellam. What a thought!" she responded.

I hugged her to me and held her tight.

"Good night, Amma" I whispered to her, before kissing her forehead.

"Good night, Chellam. Sleep well" she replied and kissed my cheek.

As we broke apart, her hand brushed the front of my shorts and cupped my limp member. She brought her hand to her lips and kissed it. Then she went into her room and closed the door. I switched off the light in the dining area and went into my room. 

Just before I tucked myself in, I applied the special oil again over my cock. It had now become a daily routine and I had real belief that the oil did have some magical effect. As I lay down on my bed, I let my mind drift for a while, reflecting on the past week and then wondering what more was in store for me. Soon I fell into deep sleep.

Many hours later, I was stirred from my sleep by a hand gently sliding over my shoulder and across my chest. I was lying on my side, facing the wall and kept my eyes closed, sure that it was my Aayahmah. The hand just made small circles on my chest for some seconds and then slowly slid under the blanket and down towards my tummy. It repeated the circles on my tummy. I was already sporting my usual morning erection but remained quiet and motionless to see what was going to happen. 

A second hand then touched my forehead and glided over my hair gently. Soon I felt someone sit on the edge of my bed and then the first hand slide over the front of my shorts and fondle my morning hardness. I allowed a few long minutes to pass, enjoying the manipulations, before I caught the hand and turned around.

"Mom?" I squealed, letting Mom's hand go and rubbing my eyes, shocked to see Mom in her white nurse's uniform sitting on the bed.

"Sorry, Chellam. I didn't mean to disturb your sleep. Just wanted to look at you before I left for work" explained Mom softly, her Goddess' face beaming with love.

The door was open and Aayahmah stood at the entrance with a mug of coffee for Mom. Mom had not noticed her standing there. Aayahmah smiled at me and whispered a good morning. Mom's hand was still under the blanket touching my groin and I spread my legs a little. Her fingers grasped and caressed my throbbing prick over the material of my shorts, as if sizing up the hard meat.

"It's alright Mom" I answered, loving Mom's gentle touch and feel of my cock.

"Your coffee is here, Rani-ma" called Aayahmah, disturbing Mom's affectionate touch.

Mom turned to look at her, stealthily sliding her hands away from under the blanket and then patted my shoulder before standing up.

"My little boy has definitely grown up, Sundari" Mom said to Aayahmah, before taking the mug of coffee and stepping out into the dining area.

"Would you like a coffee too, Chellam?" Aayahmah asked me as I got out of bed.

Looking at the clock, I declined her offer and headed for the toilet to empty my bladder, after which I just stood there watching Mom wear her white canvas shoes. As she put on her nurse cap, I just could not help admiring her grandiose beauty – a woman par excellence.

"I'm going back to sleep. Wish you a good day at work, Mom" I announced before heading back to my room.

"Ok Chellam, see you later" replied Mom.

I got back into bed and thought about Mom's presence in my room earlier. Things definitely had changed between us - Mom, Dad and me. What more lay ahead for all of us, I wondered! I slowly drifted off to sleep again soon thereafter.

More than 2 hours later, around 09:15 am, I woke up and then lazily, got up, stretching my hands and body. I opened my window to air my room. Then picking up my towel, I stepped out of my room and walked into the kitchen. Aayahmah was just preparing a mug of coffee which she then handed to me, a beautiful smile adorning her face. I thanked her and sat down on the rattan chair while she busied herself. She was only dressed in a long black pavadai and a short green blouse, exposing her curvy waist and hips. Her thick black hair was pleated into a single jadai and hung straight down to her bums (jadai = pleated pony tail). 

"You know what your Dad told me this morning?" she asked me.

"Go on, tell me" I invited her, sipping the coffee and admiring her sexy belly. 

"He told me that he should have listened to your Mother's advice more than 5 years ago and should have taken me as his second wife" Aayahmah said and giggled, like a teenage girl talking about her first admirer.

"Really?" I asked, curious to hear more.

"Yes and then he cheekily insinuated that all those lonely nights when your Mother was on night duty could have been avoided" she responded, still giggling.

"See, I told you. Dad certainly has got his eyes on you now and sure is going to seduce you sooner or later" I teased Aayahmah, feeling a stirring in my loins as I ogled her curvy mid-section.

Aayahmah laughed it off as nothing. I told her about the conversation with Dad the evening before and how Dad had hinted that he wanted to watch us, after having heard us the previous night. 

"So, you knew. You planned it with your Dad" said Aayahmah, looking a little surprised.

"I didn't think he would do it, Amma" I replied her and then said "But I think it has certainly helped break down many barriers."

"Why do you say that, Chellam?" she asked.

"Well they are both seeing us, you and me, in a different light. Things will never be the same again between the four of us. Of that I am pretty sure" I explained, taking another sip from the mug.

"Did you see where Mom's hand was this morning in my room?" I asked before gulping down the rest of the coffee, my cock slowly uncoiling under my shorts.

"No!" she replied with a puzzled look.

"Under the blanket, touching me over my shorts" I replied, grinning.

"Really? Were you hard?" Aayahmah asked, wanting to know more.

"Yes, it was a nice feeling until you interrupted her" I told her, pointing my tongue at her.

"Ohhhh, did I? I am sorry my darling" she growled in a jealous-sounding tone, before putting on a face and then pointing her tongue back at me.

I got up and left my empty mug near the sink. I stood in front of Aayahmah and patted her cheek. Then holding her around the waist, I pulled her to me and just looked into her eyes.

"Don't be jealous, my darling Aayahmah" I whispered to her.

She rested her head on my chest and said "I don't want to lose you, Mohan."

"You won't ever, Amma. I promise you that" I assured her and then pinching her bum, I teased her "But there's an even better cock in the house who wants you."

She grabbed my genitals, my cock and balls, in her left hand and squeezed before saying "I want this cock only."

"You can have both father and son" I continued to tease her as her hand caressed my hardening cock.

"You are getting very, very naughty, Mohan" she said, slipping her hand inside my shorts.

"And, very hard too" I said, feeling her fingers encircle my growing erection.

"Yes, I see" she said, stroking the little monster growing between my legs.

"What time do Leela and Mala arrive?" I asked her, enjoying the feel of her fingers.

"Late afternoon, probably after 4pm" Aayahmah answered, happily stroking my cock.

"Plenty of time for us" I hinted to her, caressing the soft folds of her waist.

"I still need to finish the cooking, my dear" Aayahmah replied, making eyes at me but not wanting to let go of my cock.

I slid my fingers around her waist and cupped her ass, as she continued to stroke my full-grown erection. I slid my fingers under the tight waistline of her pavadai and then her panties and grabbed the bare flesh of her magnificent bums. We stood there in the kitchen like that for some seconds, not saying a word, just making promises of pleasures to each other with our eyes.

Gently, I removed her hand out of my shorts and pulled her towards me, pressing her groin against my hardness. I tempted her, slowly rubbing my bulge against her crotch, while my fingers caressed her ass. She purred like a kitten, swaying her bums and pressing her groin forward, hard against my erection.

I removed my roaming hands from her buttock and pulled on the knot of her pavadai, to untie the garment. Her hand immediately held my hand, preventing me from undoing the knot and then she broke away from our embrace. 

"Not here, Chellam. Go and have your shower first" she instructed me.

Heeding her words, I touched her waist and smiled at her. I whispered "I love you" to her and then stepped out of the kitchen. I used the toilet first before going to the bathroom. As I brushed my teeth, I thought about all the events that had taken place over the past week, still unable to comprehend everything that had happened. Finished with my teeth, I took off my shorts and quickly poured a few quick tubs of water over my head, enjoying the magical qualities of the refreshingly cold water.

My cock was elongated and still semi-hard from the "quickie" episode with Aayahmah in the kitchen. I poured water over my genitals and washed the area with my hand, cleaning my hardening muscle and the hair-covered balls. Then I pulled back the foreskin and poured water over the cockhead, stroking the length a few times.

"Do you need some help, my young stud?" I heard Aayahmah asking me from outside.

"Yes, Amma. I seem to have a swollen and painful limb which needs attention" I replied, joking with her, pouring another tub of water over me.

"Oh really! Would you like to show it to me?" she teased me in return.

"If you can help ease the pain" I answered, pouring some more water.

Aayahmah knocked on the door and I let her in. She left the bathroom door open and stood there, admiring me. As her eyes dropped down to my groin, to my erect teenage cock, her fingers slowly unbuttoned the knot of her pavadai and she let the garment drop to the floor.

Underneath she was completely naked – she must have discarded her panties before coming into the bathroom. My eyes feasted on the forested temple between her legs and my cock twitched wickedly.

She squatted down on the floor in front of me and lifted my throbbing organ in her fingers, gently inspecting it. 

"Where does it hurt?" she asked me, playing the game of seduction with me.

"Right there, Amma" I replied, pointing to the menacing red knob.

Aayahmah forced the foreskin back gently and watched in proud admiration as my prick literally grew in her fingers, expanding to the usual mammoth proportions. Her beautiful round eyes sparkled with love as she witnessed the blood flowing through the veins around the huge shaft, pulsing with energy. She squeezed her fingers around the shaft, constricting the blood flow and watched the mushroom head bloat. She repeated that a few times, her mouth wide open in amazed wonder, at the size of the head.

She looked up at me, her fingers gently squeezing my phallus, and asked "Does it hurt?"

"Yes, Amma" I replied enthusiastically, enjoying the view of her cleavage and naked hairiness from above.

She prompted me to rest my buttocks against the washing stone. Still squatting in front of me, she encircled my cock with her fingers and stroked it gently, forwards and backwards. Then she leaned forward and slid her beautiful lips over the crown, her tongue rolling over and over the bloated head as if cleaning it.

A few seconds later, she formed her lips into a round "O" and slowly slid her mouth forwards along the length. I watched fascinated as her beautiful lips slid over the throbbing veins around my shaft, from the crown right down to the base, till her nose was nuzzled in my forest of curly black hair. She stayed pinned to my groin for some time, just using her mouth and throat to suck, generating an exquisite feeling through my body.

"Mmmmmmm.........yesssssssssssssssssss" I moaned in pleasure, watching her blow me.

Slowly she moved her head backwards, her lips still forming an "O" and slid my length out till only my cockhead was in her oral cavity. She stayed like that for some seconds, her lips tight around my crown, before again sliding slowly all the way down to the base of my cock, her lips applying tight pressure along the length of my cock. 

"Ammmmmmaaaaaa........." I cried out, feeling my cock throb and twitch in her mouth.

Aayahmah repeated this slow bobbing action of her mouth with my cock for some minutes before removing her mouth away completely. She held my length with her left hand and used her right finger to touch the throbbing veins around the meat, her eyes glued lovingly at the blood pulsing through the tiny vessels.

"You have a truly beautiful cock, Chellam, so big and hard. Just look at how much energy is flowing through it" she said, admiring my prick before planting a kiss on the very tip.

She stood up holding my prick and faced me before planting a kiss on my lips. The she let go of my throbbing meat and slowly unbuttoned her green blouse, her eyes penetrating my eyes. My right hand reached out to touch her hairy bush as she removed her blouse and my fingers ran down through the dense jungle and over her puffed lips. She was already moist.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 08



She next removed her bra, releasing her beautiful round orbs, and threw it over the clothes' line, together with the blouse. She then moved forward and touched me, as my fingers teased her damp undergrowth. Her hand slid down my front, seeking my pleasure shaft and finding it in full erect glory.

"Aaaaahhhhh..." a moan escaped her lips, as she bent her legs slightly at her knees, opening her yoni for me, while her fingers stroked my shaft.

My fingers massaged her damp pussy, caressing the outer lips of her heavenly womanhood with my thumb and index finger gently, sliding up and down the entire length of her lips, first one side then the other. Her eyes revealed the pleasure she was feeling and she opened her legs a little more to accommodate my probing hand. Her cunt lips opened up in anticipation, like a blossoming flower expecting a honey bee.

Her fingers continued to squeeze and massage my cock, stroking it simultaneously, as my fingers teased her furry beaver. Her thumb ran over the pointed tip, wiping the pre-cum away.

"I'm wet for you, my lover....very wet. I want your hard cock inside me, please" she asked.

I kept rubbing her soaking wet womanhood. She shivered in little pleasures, breathing deeply, as my fingers gently caressed her lips, her eyes again aflame with so much desire. She kissed my ears and shoulders while her fingers kept stroking my cock slowly.

I prompted our bodies to turn 180° and rested her against the granite washing stone, the fleshy cheeks of her bums partly resting on the stone. I lifted up her left leg and kneeled down in front of her exposed temple of love. I rested her left leg on my shoulder and without further hesitation; I buried my face in her hairy oasis and lapped her open flower with hunger.

"Ohhhh.....mmmmmm......yesssss..........aaaaaahhhhhh" she moaned in delight.

Her cunt was simply beautiful, her puffed lips open like a pink lotus flower, her clit hard and peeking out from the top of her slit. Her love tunnel was open, reddish-pink, excited and throbbing in anticipation.

"I love your pussy" I murmured before burying my tongue into her love hole.

Her left hand held the back of my head as I devoured her cunt with my mouth and tongue, enjoying her rich feminine aroma and taste. She humped gently against my face, fucking my mouth with her pussy. I loved her doing that – I had learnt early that it was always a lovely sign when a woman does that.

"Mmmmm......" she moaned, loving the attention her yoni was getting. 

I looked up to her as I ate her hairy pussy. Her right hand was caressing her breasts and pulling on the hard nipples, her eyes closed and her mouth open, as she enjoyed the oral pleasure she was receiving. Her left hand guided my head as I greedily licked her wanton twat, concentrating on her hardened clit.

"I love your mouth on my pussy, Chellam, beautiful, just beautiful" she moaned.

She humped me gently but in a steady rhythm which was increasing by the second. Her fingers slowly and gently grasped the hair on my head – she was the master and I her slave.

She pulled my face off her exposed womanhood and looked down at me. Her face was contorted with pleasure, beaming with sexual desire, her eyes burning red like those of the warring Goddess Durga.

"Fuck me now, Mohan....I need you inside me, please" she commanded, her body trembling with desire.

I lifted her left leg off my shoulder and stood up, still holding that leg with my right hand. I lifted her right leg as well with my left hand and then spread her legs wide. The granite stone was at a perfect height for penetration and I eased forward aiming my thick lance at her wide open slit. Her right hand snaked between our groins to guide me inside her pussy. My prick slid in with ease into her tight cavern.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhh.....yesssssss......mmmmmmmmm" she squealed as I penetrated her delicate womanly folds and buried myself into her holy depths.

"Yessssss....mmmmmmmm.....your pussy feels so good, Amma....so wet yet so tight....love being inside you" I groaned my delight.

"It loves your cock darling....perfect fit....now fuck me hard.....I want you to fuck me crazy....enough to keep me wanting more over the next days when I can't have you...fuck me my young stud" squealed Aayahmah again in wanton delight.

I fucked her like a young stallion, quick and hard in-out strokes and she kept pace with me, humping back against my powerful thrusts, her bums barely resting on the granite stone. Her arms were around my neck and her eyes were looking deep into mine, as I stabbed her mercilessly. There was so much love and desire in her eyes – that look was more than what is ever needed to make a man satisfied.

"Yes...mmmmm...aaaahhh......uuunnnhhh...uuunnnhhh...uuunnnhhh" she moaned deliriously.

Her hands let go of my neck and slid down towards my bums. At that instant I teased her with shortened thrusts, drilling my rod in slowly but she gripped my ass cheeks and forcefully pulled me into her, her eyes telling me "No way you are getting out, Mister."

I just felt amazed at how good her pussy felt, so tight and warm – it just felt like the first time I was inside her. It seemed as if every muscle in her body was concentrated inside her cunt and clenching my cock. She groaned loudly, and then whimpered softly as her hands moved away from my back. She lowered her torso backwards and, almost acrobatically, wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me deeper into her, her heels firmly pressed against my ass to regulate my momentum.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.....mmmm" she cried out, raising her bums off the stone and thrusting herself against me as her heels pulled me closer, her eyes encouraging me.

My hands slid under her raised bums and cupped her meaty flesh, as we moved together in unison at an increased, almost frantic, pace, urging each other on. Her incredible pussy muscles worked overtime, caressing and squeezing the thick meat filling her tunnel.

"Lift me up, darling" she begged, wrapping her legs tight around my waist and raising her torso.

I bent my knees slightly while my hands held her waist and carried her off the stone, without disengaging my cock – our bodies joined tightly in the act of love. My hands immediately supported her ass while her arms encircled my neck and we stood there like that copulating like apes, not missing a stroke

I screwed my cock in and out of her cunt with youthful energy – deep, power strokes, all the way in, all the way out. And her cunt screwed me in response, in an extra-tight grip, generating pleasure-tremors over my entire body.

"Ammmaaaa.....love you....love you...love you...love fucking you" I cried in pleasure, thrusting masterfully in and out of her well-oiled sheath of love.

"Yes, my darling son....fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...." she spurred me on, her melons heaving and bouncing between our bodies, as she increased the power of her down thrusts.

Overcome with the urgency to explode, we again increased the tempo to a rapid, non-stop, machine-like fucking. I pounded her twat with power-drives – in, out, in, out, in quick successions. And she matched me with power thrusts, smashing her rounded ass against my thighs as her arms tightened their hold around my neck, her explosion imminent. Her eyes were glazed, drunk on the sexual pleasure she was experiencing.

"Unhhhh....unhhhh....unhhhh" we panted like dogs, urging each other, dizzy with lust, fucking each other crazy. I stabbed her mercilessly, as deep as it could go, feeling her pussy wanting more.

"Mmmmm....yesssss........love your cock...love your fucking cock.....so fucking good.....don't stop, Mohan.....don't ever stop fucking me......ohhhh.....fuckkkk" she cried, as her body started to tremble and shiver and then stiffened for a few seconds, her cunt loosening the grip around my throbbing meat.

And then the next second "YESSSSSS......NOWWWWWWWWWW.....fuck meeeeeeeeee" she bellowed in pure crazed frenzy as her pussy literally wrapped around my cock in a vice-like grip, almost as if trying to crush it to mash.

"Unnnnhhh....unnnhhhhh...unhhhhh.......YESSSSSSSSSSSS....cummiiiiiinnggg...cummmmiiiinnnnggggg......cummmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggggggg" she screamed and her body jerked powerfully.

"Mohannnnnnnnn.......aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh........fuckkkkk....yesssss" she screamed in pleasure, as her yoni bathed my throbbing cock with her divine juices.

I kept drilling powerfully into her magical hole, feeling her muscles contracting in rapid succession, seemingly wanting to suck the life-giving seed out of me. Her face was contorted in sheer wanton lust, her eyes glazed with love and desire. It was such a turn-on for me to see her mature face express the sheer pleasure she was experiencing and I felt proud of being the source of her pleasures.

"So good, so good, so good....Chellam....aaaaahhhh.....mmmmmm.....yesssss...beautiful" she moaned repeatedly, as her body spun out of control, her breathing rapid and heavy and her pussy flushing honey like a freshly sprouted spring. 

"Fuck me....fuck me....fuck me....I love your cock....love your cock....fuck meeeee....." she whimpered non-stop, as her body continued to tremble in a powerful orgasm.

Her juices were dripping under my hairy nuts and down the side of my thighs. Her pussy was insatiable, her muscles truly incredible, as they squeezed my cock tight, transmitting her orgasmic energy from her body into mine through my teenage prick. I felt a beautiful tingling sensation spreading out from my cock and knew that a massive eruption was near.

My hands held her body tight, my fingers digging into her bums as I increased the tempo, thrusting my mammoth shaft deep into her wanton cunt. Her fingers tightened the hold around my neck as she matched me thrust for thrust. My cock was throbbing, twitching and expanding, in tune to the magical contractions of her magnificent yoni.

"God, I love your pussy, Amma.....so fucking tight, so strong, so good, .....mmm...yesssss" I moaned my pleasure to her.

She looked at me and smiled, like a divine nymph, encouraging me, with mega-squeezes in quick successions, watching my reactions. Her body still shivered in pleasure, in a prolonged orgasm, as I kept driving my burning rod into her holy depths.

"Fuck me Chellam....fuck me......keep fucking me" she urged me, contracting her vaginal muscles in a steady pattern.

Overcome with the desire to release my seed, I thrust like a madman, in and out of her divine hole in quick-fire succession, with all my strength. Sensing my need, she fucked me with equal force. And deep inside her, the elastic walls of her well-oiled tunnel were milking my cock with rapid and powerful urgency, wanting me to release. 

"Ammmaaaa.....oh God.....my darling .....YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS....fuckkkkkkk" I screamed, responding to her power squeezes and driving my throbbing prick right up to the top of her womb repeatedly. 

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.....aaaaahhhhhhhh" Aayahmah moaned in wanton fashion, her body jerking in pleasure every time my cock touched the back of her womb. 

"YESSSSSSSSS... Amma....yessss......unnnh...unnhhhh...unnhhh...going to explode soon....explode with me....please" I urged her, forcing my cock as deep into her as possible. 

"Unnnhhh....yessss....my darling....I want to cum again...with you...harder...harder.........so close, so close.....fuck me....fuck me...more....more.." she moaned deliriously, her body shaking uncontrollably.

"Oh God.....oh God.....oh God.....unhhh...unhhh...unhhh" we groaned in pure ecstasy, as an animal-like desire enveloped our copulating bodies.

"Ammma.....Ammma.....so good....so good....fuck me, Ma....fuck me...please" I cried to her, driving my rampant prick, deep into her incredible cunt, in quick repetitions, overcome by the exquisite sensations all over my body.

She sensed my impending explosion and her muscles urged me to let go, squeezing my hardness at random. I felt the energy rising deep inside my balls and with one mighty thrust, I plunged my throbbing prick all the way inside her, hitting the back of her womb. At that exact moment, her pussy delivered a mega-squeeze, triggering our eruptions one after the other.

"Ammmmmaaaaaaaaa.....nowwwwww" I squealed in pleasure, as my meat expanded and exploded inside her womb.

My six-foot frame trembled and explosions went off in my head as powerful jets of cum shot out of my shaft like little missiles into her boiling cauldron.

"Amma.........Oh Goddddddd....YESSSSSSSSSSS....YESSSS" I screamed in the throes of ecstasy, my legs shaking with the intense power of my release, as I filled her oasis with my virile boy juice.

"Unnnnh....unnnhhhh....unnnnhhhhhh....give it to me, Chellam. FUCK ME.....FUCK MEEEEEE" she urged me, her body shivering in delight.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh......ammmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.......fuck meeeee....yesssssssssssss...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I growled, thrusting mercilessly into her voracious cunt.

Her body was trembling, her legs around my waist were literally shaking as her pussy convulsed non-stop, sucking everything out of me. Her pussy worked overtime, urging my cock to remain hard. Her magnificent bums kept smacking hard against my thighs as she drove towards her own impending release again.

"Aaaahhhhhhh........ ...so good, so good, so good...mmmmm" I moaned in satisfaction, as the last gushes of cum flowed into her yoni.

My teenage cock remained hard and I continued to thrust into her glorious cunt, over and over, in a steady rhythm, inciting screams of joy from her. My legs were now struggling to support our combined weights but I wanted to give my lover maximum satisfaction. So my hands supported her bums while I drilled her with youthful force, faster and harder. And she fucked me back with such vigour, turning and twisting around my cock and all the while contracting her fantastic vaginal muscles.

"Keep fucking me...keep fucking me. Unnnhhh....unnnhhh....yesss....harder...harder.... Chellam. Oh God, oh God, oh God" she screamed in pleasure, gyrating her body around my cock.

My beautiful Goddess was on the throes of sexual ecstasy, her beautifully ripe body trembling as if in a trance; her eyes smouldering with pure desire, her mouth wide open, emitting guttural sounds of carnal pleasure. She was on the verge of another explosion.

Aayahmah pushed down hard onto my giant pole, impaling her insatiable pussy right up to my balls, and then her body tightened, her pussy clamped around the base of my prick. I pushed deeper, lodging my mushroom head all the way up into her womb and held her, as her body shuddered and shook involuntarily.

"GODDDD.........Mohaaaaaannn....YESSSSSSSSSS.....fuck meeeeeeeeeee...nowwwwww" she shrieked in a high pitched voice, her body exploded yet again in a mighty explosion.

"Oh GOD...Oh GOD....YESSSSS. Aaaaaahhhhhhh. Mohan.........Mohannnnnnnnn. Cummmmmmiiiiiing...YESSSSSSS" she screamed, as her body trembled out of control yet again.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me....mmmmmmmmmm. Aaaaahhhhh....unnhhh....unnhhh" Aayahmah cried unashamedly, pushing down hard against my upward thrusts, bathing my cock with her divine honey.

Her body was shaking and her pussy was uncontrollable, generating super-powered contractions. I continued to thrust into her slowly, wanting to prolong her powerful climax, wanting to give this woman everything she wanted. She moaned and cooed in satisfied pleasure, her fingers entwined around my neck.

"I love you....I love you....I love you..." she kept sobbing repeatedly, her head resting on my shoulder, wetting it with her tears of love.

We stood there like that for a while, my hard cock buried deep inside her cunt. My legs were still reeling from my own staggering release earlier but I held her tight and safe in my hands. Her legs were still wobbling, random shivers of pleasure.

"I love you, Chellam....love your cock inside me....." she whispered to me and kissed my cheek.

Slowly, I lifted her off my erect prick and let her feet to the ground. I hugged her to me and we joined our lips together in an honest expression of the special love we shared. I sucked on her tongue and my arms roamed over her back, settling eventually on her magnificent bums. 

We broke apart and just looked at each other, our bodies shining radiantly with the sweat from our loving escapades. No words were spoken but our eyes exchanged promises of more love to be shared. Her hand reached out to touch my erect cock and her fingers encircled it, squeezing it.

"Still so hard..." she said, smiling at me and slowly stroking my length.

She squatted down on the floor, her legs spread unashamedly wide, exposing her well-fucked hairy cunt to my teenage eyes. Her pussy was dripping our love juices to the bathroom floor. We smiled as we watched our love drops oozing out of her holy oasis. 

"All your seed, Chellam" she said before collecting some of the whitish nectar in the palm of her right hand while her left hand continued to stroke my rigid pole. 

She moved her head forward and swallowed the throbbing meat into her mouth, sliding her lips over the entire hard length, till her face was nuzzled in my sweaty forest of hair.

"Mmmmmm......aaaaaaahhhhhh" I moaned, relishing the exquisite feeling of being inside her tight oral orifice again.

I stroked the top of her head, as she blew me, sliding my prick in and out of her mouth slowly, all the way from the base to the tip of my monstrous crown. Her lips held tight around my rod and a beautiful warm sensation spread from her lips to my lingam. I noticed that her right hand was still under her pussy collecting our love dripping from her satisfied cunt.

Gently, she pulled my meat out of her mouth and her fingers encircled the hard shaft. She looked up at me and smiled, then licked her way up the vertical pillar to the shiny crown, her tongue teasing the pulsing veins on the shaft. Then she lovingly swirled her tongue around the swollen mushroom head, making it wet.

Aayahmah brought her right hand to her beautifully large breasts and smeared our love cream all over her flesh mounds, coating her big hard nipples and her cleavage with our combined juices. She pulled on her nipples and teased me with a seductive smile. So erotic to watch – my cock twitched violently in response. 

She leaned forward and sucked on my mushroom cockhead like a lollipop, swirling her tongue around the bloated head and wetting it with her saliva. Then she guided my cock towards her right breast and touched her hard nipple against the wet tip of my cock, smiling at me with her loving, lust-filled eyes. Her nipples were hard, like mini-cocks, protruding out from her magnificent round breasts. She did the same with her left nipple.

After a few seconds of tit-play, she again engulfed my monster cock into her loving mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds. She bobbed her head forward and backward and her fingers began to caress my hairy cum-refilled balls. I watched her heavenly face pleasure my dick.

"Mmmmm..." I moaned, enjoying her oral stimulation.

She looked up at me and smiled.

"I love you, Chellam. I love your wonderful cock. It is here in me" she said lovingly, pointing towards her heart.

She stood up and rested her bums on the granite washing stone. She pulled me towards her and placed my throbbing meat in between her cleavage. Again, the granite stone was at the right height for this purpose. I wondered if my parents had that stone made at that height for a reason!!

"Fuck my tits with your beautiful cock, Chellam" Aayahmah encouraged me, pressing her two mounds against my meat to ensure tightness.

I bent my knees a little and pushed up, sliding my cock up her cleavage and then slowly sliding it down again. Our juices that Aayahmah had smeared over her tits provided some kind of lubrication, but it was still relatively dry. Sensing this, Aayahmah placed her fingers into her hairy twat and rubbed more juice onto my cock and her cleavage, repeating this a few times.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 08



"I like being so naughty with you" she said seductively, while lubricating my meat. 

"Mmmm...beautiful feeling, Amma" I said as I fucked her magnificent boobs, turned on further by the sight of Aayahmah inserting her fingers inside her cunt.

"You like it, Chellam?" she asked.

"Yes Amma. Just so tight....I am close to exploding...mmmmmm" I replied.

She smiled at me and then bent her head down to lick her breasts with her extended tongue, coating her skin with her saliva, lubricating the surface for me. As my engorged cock slid up her cleavage, she made an "O" with her lips and teased me to penetrate her oral hole. 

It was so erotic to watch my cock sliding in between her breasts and then the mushroom head enter into her mouth. She closed her lips as my large cockhead slid into her mouth, holding it in her oral cavity for some seconds and then slowly releasing it again.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh....mmmm...beautiful Amma...so nice...." I moaned, in sexual ecstasy, my fingers holding her head down.

I thrust my fat meat enthusiastically up and down her tight cleavage, enjoying this new variation to our love making and slowly got into a steady rhythm. Aayahmah's mouth made slurry, popping sounds as my blood-filled, crown fucked her beautiful lips. Her fingers massaged her big melons, pressing them hard against my sliding prick.

After some minutes of that I desired to be inside her voracious pussy again. I lifted her arms to stand and kissed her mouth, thanking her for the oral pleasure she had given me seconds before. Then guiding her to turn around, I hugged her close to me from behind, my fingers ravaging her fantastic round orbs and pulling on her permanently stiff and hard nipples.

"Mmmmm......" she cooed, feeling my hardness poking into her back and my youthful desire to want her.

She bent her torso down and her hands gripped the edges of the granite stone. The spreading her legs apart, she thrust her bums out to me, wantonly exposing her naked womanhood to me. Her fabulous yoni, already well fucked, was gaping open and wet, surrounded by a forest of curly black hair and further up her temple, her puckered anus, hidden like a tiny star.

I just could not resist the temptation to lick her again and squatted down on the floor behind her, to lap her womanhood like a hungry puppy. My fingers spread her ass cheeks and my eager tongue licked her gaping twat, tasting our love juices. She responded by squashing her bums against my boyish face, teasing me seductively.

"I love you, Chellam...just love everything you do to me. You make me feel special" she cooed, enjoying the unselfish service I was giving her.

I licked up and down along her slit for some seconds before the tip of my tongue probed her beautiful little star. Her body jerked when I did that and she moaned softly. I nudged my nose against her wetness and slid it slowly along her pussy lips. I then planted a kiss on her gaping cunt and stood up.

She turned to look at me, her eyes burning with sheer sexual desire. My big fat cock was throbbing with venom, almost desperate to bury itself inside her. She bent her elbows and lowered her torso further down towards the washing stone and at the same time, spread her legs wider for me.

"I want you to fuck me again, Chellam. Put your fat cock inside me from behind and fuck your naughty Aayahmah....fuck my horny pussy" she pleaded, without flinching at her words.

I stepped forward and adjusted the engorged tip of my manhood to her heavenly hole. Pushing with brute force, I penetrated her wanton twat, burying the entire length of my man-sized cock inside her tunnel of love. 

"Mmmmmm....yesssss......." she hissed, relishing the power of my thrust and entry.

Just as I had done the night before, I held my position for some seconds, just enjoying the sensations going through my body. It was just such an exquisite feeling of being buried inside her wonderfully tight cunt and feeling her muscles enveloping my meat. I bent down and kissed her back.

"My cock loves your pussy Amma....just so good" I complimented her.

"Yessss....show it to me darling...show me how much your cock loves me. Fuck me. Fuck me hard, darling.....pleasssse....fuck meeeee....make me scream, Chellam" she pleaded and ground her bums against the shaft embedded in her.

I held her waist and started to thrust in and out of her well-lubricated orifice. Her hands were anchored firmly on the washing stone and soon we got into a steady fucking rhythm. Her torso was bent forward almost at 45° angle to the surface of the stone and she pushed back hard against me as I thrust forward. Her beautiful tits danced and swayed in erotic fashion as I humped her from behind.

"Unnnhhh....yessss......love you fucking me from behind....I feel so naughty but it feels soooo gooood. Fuck me....fuck me....unnnhhh...unnhhh" she moaned, bucking like a mare in heat against my onslaught.

She was right. Fucking her from behind was beautiful. Her cunt felt extra tight and I truly enjoyed the sensations of sliding in and out of her. As if reading my thoughts, she clamped her powerful, mature muscles around my shaft, caressing and squeezing the intruding monster inside her. 

"Unnhh...unnhh...unnhh.....fuck me...fuck me...fuck me....harder....harder...yessss" she groaned in sheer sexual lust, bucking, twisting and turning.

I slammed hard into her repeatedly, burying my prick into her womanly depths. Every entry was met with a powerful squeeze of her cunt as if wanting to keep me inside her. My fingers dug into the flesh of her sexy hips as my loins smacked against the rounded curves of her ass. She moaned non-stop, bucking like a bitch in heat against my cock, as I fucked her with energy and enthusiasm. 

"Yes, yes, yes.......fuck me...fuck me...fuck me.....Chellam. I am your whore....do what you want with me...fuck me...make me your fucking whore forever" she screamed obscenely, her body trembling with excitement, as my throbbing cock filled her to the hilt yet again.

Her words spurred me on. My Aayahmah had truly transformed into an insatiable fuck machine. I was amazed at her voracious sexual appetite and energy, probably only to be challenged by Mom's own. I was turned on by her mature body and her womanly treasures which belied her age. And, I was proud to be her lover, to be able to satisfy this truly incredible woman.

I grabbed her long, thick jadai (pony tail) and pulled it hard while thrust my burning prick into her as hard and as deep as I could, eliciting animal growls from her. Her incredible pussy muscles gripped my meat tight, generating warm sparks of sensual energy in my teenage body.

"Mmmmmmm...beautiful....beautiful....yesssss....mmmmm" I moaned, enjoying the exquisite pleasure as her heavenly yoni worshipped my young lingam.

She raised her torso upwards and straightened her arms on the washing stone as I pulled her knotted length of hair. She began to seductively gyrate and move her bums in a circular motion, churning my cock expertly. And, deep inside her tunnel, her muscles continued to steadily milk my cock, seeking for the nectar to quench her pussy's hunger.

Not wanting to hold back, I screwed my cock into her cunt with increased speed and power - deep, rapid strokes. Her hands held on tightly to the stone block as she pushed back hard against my embedded meat. My loins smacked noisily against the tight flesh of her magnificent bums as we mated ferociously.

She turned her face to look at me, her mouth open in sheer lust and her eyes unashamedly urging me to fuck her even harder. Needing no further encouragement, my fingers dug into the flesh of her curvy hips and I pounded her body mercilessly, my rock hard prick sliding in and out of her very hot and very wet cunt in rapid power strokes.

"Unnhh....unnhh....unnhh" we grunted together, our mating bodies urging each other on. 

Despite having already had two massive explosions just minutes earlier, I felt the tell-tale signs of Aayamah's next impending explosion – the increased activity inside her tunnel of love, the little spasms in her body and the trembles in her feet. Her insatiably divine pussy squeezed and milked my prick at unselfish random. 

"God....I love your pussy, Amma.......uuunnnhhh....yessss....fuck...fuck your son" I moaned, feeling the familiar tingling sensations deep inside my balls.

I drove my rampant prick in quick-fire repetitions into her voracious hole and she raised her head upwards like a mare in heat. Her tits heaved and swayed as the speed of our mating increased. We were grunting like animals and urged each other on towards another climax.

"It's your pussy my darling son....mmmm....yes, it belongs to you. Fuck her and satisfy her always ....yesssss..yesssss" she moaned in pleasure, bucking hard against my rampant cock.

"Yes....yes....yes...Amma, I promise.....I will take of my Aayahmah's pussy forever" I cried in sheer love for her, my fingers clawing her rounded waist, pounding into her voraciously.

"Aaaaahhhhh.....yesssss.....I love you, Mohan.....yesssss....like that....like that....harder, harder...yesss....yesss. Unnnh....unnnnhhh...yessss...yesss....fuck me....aaaaahhhhh" she squealed in delight, her pussy clamping tight around my meat at every opportunity. 

Overcome with the urgency to explode, we urged each other on, increasing the tempo of our mating as we raced towards our orgasmic bliss, our Nirvana. Her body was shaking uncontrollably as she matched the savage onslaught of my raging hardness, stroke for stroke. Her muscles worked overtime, gripping and squeezing every tiny part of my flesh as it ploughed into the depths of her divine yoni. 

"Oh God....oh God....oh God.....yessss.......yessss.....yesssss...." she screamed, churning her magnificent bums and feeling my cock drilling into her. 

The sight of this magnificent mature woman, no this Goddess, thrusting back unashamedly against my boy cock, her large boobs swaying obscenely, was truly beautiful. It would remain etched in my memory forever. She was again in the throes of sexual ecstasy, on the verge of another mighty explosion. 

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me...." she spurred me on, her fingers clenching the washing stone tight.

My divine lover pushed hard back against my mammoth prick, impaling her voracious pussy right up to my balls, and then her body tightened, her pussy clamped around the base of my prick. I thrust deeper, lodging my teenage meat all the way up into her tunnel and held her, as her body shuddered and shook involuntarily.

"Oh GOD...Oh GOD....YESSSSS. Nowww. Aaaaaahhhhhhh. Mohan.........Mohannnnnnnnn. Cummmmmmiiiiiing...YESSSSSSS" she screamed, as she exploded in her third mega-explosion in succession.

"GODDDD......YESSSSSSSSSS....aaaaaahhhhhhhhh...FUCK MEEEEEeeeeeee" she shrieked in a high pitched voice, as her body trembled out of control.

Her body twisted, turned and gyrated obscenely around my marauding prick, as I continued to thrust into her mercilessly, my own explosion imminent. Her pussy was uncontrollable, generating powerful contractions. I wanted to prolong her pleasure, wanting to worship this woman with my love. 

"I love you....I love you....I love you..." she kept sobbing repeatedly, as she thrust back against my merciless onslaught, urging me to release, her upper body now perpendicular to her legs.

"I love you too, Aayamah.........I love you....I love you.....NOWWWWW....YESSSSSS...." I screamed, thrusting into her like a wild bull, as I slipped over the edge.

Oh Goddddddd....Ammmaaaaaaaa" I screamed again, feeling my cock throb and expand to mega-proportions inside her cunt.

"Amma.....nowwwwww........YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS....nowwwwww...AAAAAAHHHHHH"

I cried out loud, as fireworks went off in my head and I unleashed jets of cum into her womanly depths.

I screamed in the throes of ecstasy, my legs trembling once more with the intensity of my ejaculation. Her body shivered again and again as my eruption hit her inside walls. Her pussy convulsed non-stop, trying to suck every last drop of the life juice out of me.

"Mmmmmm....yessss.....my darling son...cum my lover...cum...fuck your Amma's hungry pussy....fill my pussy with your honey. Ohhhh....Goddddd" she urged me on, panting like a bitch.

Yet again the intensity of the sensations that went through my body at that time, as well as the words Aayahmah was uttering was overwhelming. My teenage body literally trembled with sexual energy as each spurt exited my cockhead. I thrust mercilessly into her wanton hole, again and again, forcing my cock deep into her voracious tunnel, depositing more cum inside her womb.

"Aaaahhhhhhh........ ..." I moaned continuously as the last diminishing streams of cum exited my cockhead into her overflowing yoni.

Both our bodies were still reeling from the power of our releases – we had had multiple orgasms, each as intense as the other, within the hour.

Ahhhhh.....mmmm...mmmmm....unnnnhhhh....aaaahhhhh" we both moaned in pleasure, gyrating our groins together in symphony.

We stayed like that for a few minutes, moving slowly till I withdrew my deflating cock out of her pussy. I rubbed my wet and sticky meat along the crack of her ass – it was still semi-bloated and I gleefully humped her magnificent bums. She cupped her hand under her pussy and collected our love juices oozing out of her well-fucked yoni in her palm, her fingers purposely tickling my hairy scrotum in the process.

As our movements came to a standstill, she slowly raised her torso up towards my body. I hugged from behind and kissed her shoulder. Her arms went around my head and we swayed like that, from side to side, dancing to our love. Almost automatically, my hand trailed down to the hairy forest between her legs. Her hand followed suit and closed over my hands.

"I love you, Aayahmah" I whispered to her and the kissed the nape of her neck.

"I love you too, Mohan, more than anything else in this world" she whispered back to me and raised my palm to her lips and kissed it.

I hugged her to me close, just relishing the powerful love we shared. We remained motionless for a few seconds and then broke apart.

"I never knew that loving could be so intense, Mohan" she said and then with almost a tearful voice said "I would love to be impregnated by you, carry your baby, no our baby. Pity, I have had my tubes tied. Maybe in my next life I will have you as my lover and husband, Chellam."

""I would love to make you pregnant and then make love to you when you are pregnant with my baby" I joked.

"It seems like you would fuck me at any time, you randy boy" she replied, giving a tug at my wet, limp cock.

"No, Amma. Not fuck, make love...remember?" I corrected her.

She slapped my face gently while tying her hair into a bun and said "Yes, you are right. You fuck me with love and I love you for that Mohan. It is so easy to use that word with you – doesn't sound dirty at all."

"Yes when you mean it with love, it's a beautiful word, Amma" I replied and moved towards the large tub of water.

I took a container of water and poured it over me and then repeated that a few more times, enjoying the cold water cleansing my body. Immediately Aayahmah took a bar of soap and proceeded to wash me. After giving an extra careful cleaning of my genitals, she proceeded to pour water over me till I was done.

Then it was my turn to bathe her - I took the container from her and started to pour water over her, trying not to wet her hair. She had tied it into a small kondai (kondai = bun) at the back of her head. I took the soap bar in my hands and rubbed it into a foamy lather then proceeded to clean her with the palms of my hands. She felt ticklish and shivered in pleasure. 

I rubbed and cleaned her beautiful large breasts, soaping all over her mounds of pleasure. Then getting more soap foam on my palms, I trailed my palm down over her forested groin and under her pussy. She unashamedly opened her legs wider to give me access to her private part. I cleaned her enthusiastically and then inserted my finger into her soaking slit. I poured a container of water over my hand and cleaned her well-fucked twat.

She smiled and said "You are getting very clever at taking care of a woman, Chellam. You will make a good lover and husband."

I finished washing her and then a few more containers of water over each other and we were done. We proceeded to dry each other simultaneously with the big bath towels but this proved to be a clumsy task. So we dried ourselves individually and then I left the bathroom to my room. Aayahmah remained there to clean up the bathroom and get dressed. 

By the time she came out, wearing her bra and blouse and with a towel around her waist, I was already dressed and ready in my shorts and singlet. She went into her room and I stood at the door watching her. She smiled at me and whispered a million thanks. As she picked up her panties from the bed and let her towel slip down her waist, I walked up to her and took the panties from her hand.

I kneeled down in front of her and took the towel and wiped her hairy groin dry again. Then I lifted her leg and slid the panties onto that leg, followed by her other leg. Then I pulled up her panties slowly teasing her with my eyes. As the panties slid up over her thunderous thighs, I leaned forward and planted a kiss on her hairy pussy before pulling it completely up, covering her wonderful treasure.

I stood up and kissed her and left the room. I went into the kitchen and took another mug of coffee which Aayahmah had prepared earlier. A few minutes later, she came into the kitchen dressed in a chequered cotton sari. The time was around 11:30 am. 

"Do you want something to eat?" she asked me.

"No, I am fine, Amma. I will wait for lunch" I replied and then asked her "What's for lunch?"

"Vegetarian food. It's Friday" she answered.

I sat there and watched her busy herself cooking. She had already made a pot of sambar (lentil curry) and was now preparing a pumpkin dish. I watched her, admiring her mature womanly body as she went about her work. She caught me eying her and winked at me.

"Do you know that pumpkins are aphrodisiacs?" she asked.

"Really? I will help myself at lunch" I replied, smiling.

"Pity. You will have to use your hand tonight" she joked.

"Well, we could always find time for a quickie" I joked back.

"Mmmm....would be nice, but will not be possible with Mala around" she replied.

"Real pity" I answered her.

For the next hour, I sat there in the kitchen talking to her while she cooked. I asked her questions about a woman's body and about sexual health. Aayahmah enlightened me about the intimate womanly things, about periods, pregnancy, ovulation and so on. I had read about these things but it was still interesting to listen to her.

"So, you will now be an expert on women" she teased me.

"I have good teachers" I replied and stood up behind her.

She turned to face me, holding a ladle in her right hand. I hugged her to me and held her like that.

"I can't get enough of you" I whispered to her.

"Me too, Chellam. I don't know how I am going to keep myself away from you" she responded, before gently pushing me away.

I patted her cheek and then told her that I was going upstairs. I sat there in the hall on Mom's easy chair, browsing through the newspaper. Soon I dozed off and lost track of time till Mom's call woke me up. It was already 1:30 pm and I got up to open the door for Mom.

"Hi, Mom" I greeted her and then asked how her day had been.

"The usual, nothing extra-ordinary" she replied, patting my cheek lovingly.

Aayahmah came up to greet Mom and then took the coffee flask from her.

"Shall we have lunch?" Aayahmah asked Mom.

"Yes, let me change and wash up" replied Mom and went into her room, closing the door behind her.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 09



(My humble apologies again to all my fans who have written to me urging me for the next chapter; sorry for the delay, but I have been really busy with my work. Plus keep in mind that it does take time to write a decent story. Hope you enjoy my story & I assure you, I will continue writing.)



After a 40-minute long jog around the neighbourhood and avoiding the temptation to play football, I came back home just before dusk. Outside my house, I took off my drenched t-shirt and stretched down for a few minutes before resting my bums on the lower steps of the wooden staircase, willing my body to cool down. The long run was needed as the morning session with Aayahmah, the afternoon episode with Mom and the unexpected "incident" with Leela had ignited my youthful body with so much feelings and so much passion that I was going crazy with desire.

"Hey you! Got and get your shower! We are ready to go to the temple" yelled Leela from the veranda behind me.

I just sat there motionless, lost in my thoughts, till I felt a hand swipe over my sweaty back. Turning around, I looked into Leela's angelic face, as she sat down on the staircase behind me, smartly dressed in a colourful half sari. I smiled at her ever so innocently.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Leela teased.

"Worth more than a penny" I replied, grinning.

"Ok! Pennies then" she replied and as she stood up to walk away, she added "Your big penis."

I heard her snigger as she walked away.

"She is making fun of me" I thought to myself and slowly got up.

I headed straight for the bathroom downstairs and after closing the door behind me, I had an unhurried shower, soaping and cleansing myself, enjoying the refreshingly cold water. After I had dried myself, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went to my room to get dressed. 

Inside my room, I looked at my naked reflection in the mirror and smiled. My limp cock hung long and low, but, imagination or not, it did appear bigger than it did a week ago. I pulled back the foreskin to expose the large mushroom head, crowning an adorable thick length of meat and admired myself. My young cock had proudly lost its virginity and more importantly discovered pleasures beyond any of my wildest dreams and confidently on the way to further erotic loving adventures.

"What a week it has been and God knows what else is in store for me" I wondered, and my cock twitched in anticipation, as I stood there priding myself.

I had just taken out a fresh underwear from my cupboard when, with a sharp knock, the door suddenly opened and there stood, of all persons, Mala. She stood there, momentarily stunned, watching me completely naked, her eyes inquisitively drawn to my hairy groin and to my semi-hard member.

"Sorry, Mohan....your Mom....asked me...to tell you to....hurry up" she stammered, choking on her words as her eyes feasted on my nakedness.

I did not what to say as she slowly turned around and walked away, closing the door behind her. I was completely dumbfounded as it was the third time that week (fourth time if I include Aayahmah catching me first with my pants down while I was watching my parents) that a woman had caught me naked. How more delightfully embarrassing could it get??

I got dressed slowly, putting on my underwear, wearing my jeans and a kurta (Indian shirt). After combing my hair, I stepped out of my room and was greeted by Aayahmah. She was dressed splendidly in a chequered cotton sari, her hair pleated neatly into a long jadai.

"After many years, I am going to the temple again, thanks to you Chellam. I feel happy" she whispered to me and then said "Come! The others are waiting for us upstairs."

Switching off the downstairs lights, we headed upstairs and met with the rest, waiting for us out in the veranda. We all squeezed into Dad's car – his VW Beetle. In the back seat, Aayahmah had Mala half-sitting on her laps on one side, Leela in the middle and me on the other side, with Mom in front as Dad drove us towards the temple. 

"You guys comfortable at the back?" asked Dad and then instantly added "Just a short journey only, so hold on."

"We will survive" answered Leela giggling, adjusting her body next to me. 

Leela's right hand was on my thigh and maybe it was my just my wishful imagination, but I felt her hand slowly and hesitatingly stroking up my jeans-covered thigh heading towards but stopping short of my groin. 

As little kids we used to play a lot together till she had attained puberty. On a few occasions we had played "Doctor, Doctor" and we had let each other be examined. We had shown our naked tops to each other and I had asked her why she did not have any boobs like Mom or Aayahmah. Another time she had held my tiny worm, as she called it, and I had touched her in-between her legs. We had laughed innocently at the differences. That was our childhood secret – no one knew.

I caught Leela's hand in the darkness and almost as we had practiced it, our fingers intertwined and our thoughts were exchanged into our fingers. I felt her shiver and simultaneously felt my cock twitch at the sexual energy that was being transmitted between our bodies. She leaned her head on my shoulder and her hand held mine tightly.

All too soon, we arrived at the temple and Dad stopped at the side, to let us get down. Leela carefully removed her hand from mine but not before a teasing swipe over the front of my jeans. Mom and the other ladies in the car got down while I just sat there, adjusting my hardness under my jeans. As the women walked into the temple gates, Dad drove away with me to park his car which allowed me more time for my member to soften.

Having washed our feet, Dad and I entered the temple, crowded as usual for Friday prayers. Lots of people we knew acknowledged our presence there. The prayers had just started. I stood near Dad, across from where the women stood, facing Mom, Aayahmah, Leela and Mala.

My vision was drawn to the womenfolk of my house and I admired them one by one. Mom stood out as always, her exquisite feminine beauty seemingly challenging even the magnificence of the Goddess Lakshmi herself. She was a sight to behold in her purplish silk sari, wrapped grandly around her, her body hardly exposed apart from a little sight of her enticing midriff.

In front of her stood Leela, neatly wrapped in a half sari with a red blouse and a golden yellow skirt, representing the virgin form of the Goddess - she was almost a carbon copy of Mom in physical size and beauty. Her lean sexy midriff was covered by the transparent silky cloth of her half sari. 

Beside Mom, stood my lover, my Aayahmah, the Goddess who had made me a man, the woman who had pleasured my teenage body in every imaginable way; her dark mature beauty crowning an outrageously voluptuous body. 

And finally beside her, her teenage daughter, again almost a carbon copy of her mother but much fairer. She was wearing a green blouse, a red skirt and a half sari – her body and frame although a little smaller than her mother's, equally curvy, her sexy midriff covered by her transparent half-sari.

It was strange – up to that point in time, I had always considered Leela and Mala as nothing more than just sisters. But my life had completely changed over the past week and now I was viewing all of them as desirable women. And, especially after the incidences earlier that day where I had been caught in the flesh by both of them, it excited me to think of them as potential lovers. 

Choosing one out of these four fabulous divine nymphs was a difficult task for me but at that moment, Mom's mature richness swung my preference in her favour – she had that alluring magic, an almost animal-like attraction, which overwhelmed my teenage mind.

I tried to brush aside these lustful thoughts and concentrate on the prayers. But it was almost impossible – the sexual magnetic field radiating out of these four delicious females, standing across from me in the temple, was drawing me powerfully to them. I devoured them with my eyes, one after the other, and felt dizzy contemplating the untold pleasures that I could have with each of them. 

The loud voice of the priest, chanting the Sanskrit scriptures, as he blessed the deities with flowers, his hand steadily ringing the bell, drew my attention. As he showed the holy flame towards the deities, I clasped my palms together in silent prayer, thanking God for the blessed life and family I had and wishing that this life should never end.

The priest came out to offer the flame to the devotees, followed by the holy ash, first to the men and then to the women. A junior priest then handed out theertham (blessed milk) and another assistant followed with santhanam (sandalwood paste) and kumkum powder. As I applied the santhanam to my forehead, I sensed loving eyes devouring me. Looking up I saw all four of my ladies watching me enthusiastically, an adoring smile on each of their lips.

After they had also taken their offerings, Mom requested to the priest to make an archanai (special pooja) for our family. The six of us stood together as the priest uttered our names and natchathiram (birth stars) in between the holy words, as he blessed the deity with loose flowers. Then he again offered us the holy flame and handed over our prasatham (half coconut filled with betel leaf, nuts, two small bananas, a lime and small packets of holy ash & kumkum powder) to Dad. 

Dad took it in both hands and then saying a silent prayer, handed it over to Mom. The priest then offered flowers to Mom, Leela and Mala. Aayahmah did not take any flowers (being a widow, it was improper according to Tamil customs). Mom and the girls put the blessed flowers on their hair as Aayahmah watched them. But Mom, magnanimous as always, took a small rose and pinned it to Aayahmah's hair and whispered something to her, before patting her cheek. Aayahmah smiled in appreciation.

As was usual, we wanted to go round the temple three times to complete our prayers. Aayahmah, Mala, Leela and I waited for Mom and Dad to finish their prayers. They were chanting silently, eyes closed in deep prayer, their palms clasped together in gratitude to the Gods. 

I stared in sheer admiration at my parents, just overawed by the fact of how lucky I had been to be born out of the loving union of these two magnificent human beings. I smiled my thanks to God Almighty for having them as my parents and wished that they would be my parents for all my future rebirths into this world.

As I watched them, Mom's right hand slid under her sari and pulled her thali, her mangala sutra, out of her blouse and applied kumkum to it, before touching the thali to both her eyes. Then just slightly moving the sari top to expose her blouse-covered bosom and her naked midriff, she put the thali back into her cleavage and covered her bosom again with her sari top.

This was quite a normal practice for married women and I had seen her (and other women) doing that at temples countless times. But tonight, that act looked so very erotic – maybe it was just the feeling I had for Mom but she looked so erotic doing that and my cock twitched. She had noticed my roving eye and smiled.

After circulating the temple three times, we sat down in the temple hall to have some ponggal (sweet rice cooked with brown sugar). Dad was chatting to another man whom I recognised as the principal of a Tamil school nearby while Mala and Leela were chatting with each other. Aayahmah and Mom just ate their ponggal quietly.

We eventually left the temple and walked towards Dad's car. This time I got in first at the back and Leela immediately after me. But instead of sitting next to me, she sat on my thighs. I grumbled but spread my thighs to support the sudden weight on me. 

"You are a big, strong boy and you can carry my weight. Let Mala sit here and let Aayahmah sit comfortably" said Leela, pressing her bums down onto my laps.

"God, you are so heavy" I said jokingly, feeling a re-ignition of the childhood closeness to this wonderful sister of mine.

"It's only a short distance" reminded Dad, as if to appease me.

As Dad started the car, Leela made herself comfortable on my laps, her hands holding on to the side of the driver's seat and her bums resting on my groin. I felt a warm stirring in my loins and my meat started to twitch and uncoil, on its own will. My right hand held Leela's waist as the car moved forward.

Leela definitely felt the growing hardness under her and she slowly moved her bums from side to side, teasing me. It would have appeared to anyone watching as if she was just adjusting herself on her seat. My right hand caressed her midriff, the exposed flesh between her sari blouse and her skirt, enjoying the silky softness of her tender skin.

Beside me sat Mala and probably my teenage mind was running loose again, but I felt her press her right thigh strongly against my left thigh as Dad drove us home. Throwing caution to the wind, I brushed my left hand on purpose against the top of Mala's right thigh and she did not flinch. Gaining courage, I rested my palm on her thigh to see what she would do. Seconds later, her right hand covered my left hand and her index finger teasingly scratched the top of my hand.

In the meantime, Leela was gently humping me while she talked to Mom, asking her about 

Sheela. Dad was engrossed in their conversation and therefore, our car was moving rather slowly which perfectly suited my exciting and adventurous play with my sister. In the darkness, my right hand had sneaked up Leela's upper body and my fingers touched her right breast, prompting her to stop moving her bums for a split second, in anticipation of what I would do next.

I knew that we would be reaching our house within minutes but daringly took the chance on my sister. My right hand cupped Leela's right breast over her blouse and gently squeezed her firm mound of flesh, drawing a soft gasp from her. Simultaneously, my left hand entwined fingers with Mala's right, gently squeezing her limbs. My cock throbbed wickedly with excitement as Dad stopped the car in front of the house.

"Ok, we are home" said Mom, little realising the on-goings in the back seat.

As Mom opened the door and got out, Leela humped me rapidly, pretending that she was eager to get off my laps, sending thrills of joy through my body. Aayahmah was next to get out, followed by Mala who reluctantly released my left hand. Then it was Leela who slowly got off my thighs but just before she stepped out of the car, her fingers squeezed my hardened monster. 

I watched them walk up the stairs before I got out, grumbling to Dad about my sore thighs and trying to avoid him noticing my erection. I waited outside and adjusted my deflating prick inside my pants while Dad parked his car. Then we went up the stairs together and I headed straight to my room to change into my baggy sports shorts. As I changed, I noticed the damp stickiness of my pre-cum coating my underwear, evidence of the naughty episode with my loving sister in the back of the car. 

"God, my life has really changed" I thought to myself.

A little while later, after we all had changed to more comfortable house clothes, we sat down for dinner. Mom and Mala were in housecoats while Aayahmah wore her usual house sari. Leela was wearing a track pants and an oversized T-shirt. Mom and Aayahmah had already prepared chapattis (wheat flour pancakes) with sambar and mixed potatoes to go with. We ate dinner amidst a lot of catching up on news

After dinner, all six of us went for a walk around the neighbourhood. It was quite windy and there were signs of a thunderstorm approaching so we walked quite briskly. Mom walked along with Aayahmah and Leela while Dad, Mala and I walked behind them. Mom and Aayahmah were busy discussing the next day's menu and we were giving them ideas, joking about this and that.

About 30 minutes later, we got back to the house, just as the first flash of lightning lit up the sky. A loud roar of thunder followed and soon it began to rain. Aayahmah went downstairs to finish up her work in the kitchen. The rest of us sat in the hall and watched TV for a while. Mom was on her easy chair and I sat close to her on the sofa. Dad was next to me on the long sofa while the girls sat each on the single sofas. 

It was around 9:30 pm and we were watching some Malay drama. We had left the front door and two windows open and could hear the rain pouring down. A nice cool breeze was blowing through the house.

"You girls must be tired after your travel today. Go to bed early. Tomorrow will be a long day" advised Mom.

"I need another shower first" responded Leela and got up and headed towards her room.

"Yes, me too" added Mala and stood up, wished us good night and then headed downstairs.

My parents and I watched the Malay drama on TV quietly for a few minutes. The rain got heavier and I could feel some spray coming through the window. We could hardly hear the TV then. So I got up to close the windows one by one and after checking that the veranda was clear, I closed and latched the main door and then sat down again.

"Anything interesting today, Mohan?" Dad prodded me.

"Not really, Dad. Just the usual" I answered, quite coolly and looked at Mom's reaction.

Mom just smiled at me first, then at Dad and said "Leave him alone."

"Pity that the house is full" Dad enticed again.

"You are getting naughtier by the day, Athan" grumbled Mom.

"It is the youthful zest and energy being transmitted by your son. I am catching it from him" said Dad, with a chuckle.

"I got it from both of you and I am proud of that, very proud" I responded, with a laugh in return.

"Shhhh..." Mom silenced me from saying anything further, stroking my right thigh with her right palm.

We heard a door close in Leela's bedroom and assumed that she had finished with her shower. Mom pointed towards her room and signalled to Dad.

"I am going to get a shower and then get some sleep. Good night, Mohan" said Dad as he stood up and stretched himself.  

"Good night, Appa. Sleep well" I wished him, as he walked towards Leela's room.

He knocked on Leela's door and wished her good night before heading back to his room. We heard my sister return his wish.

Mom moved forward in her seat a little, bringing her closer to me, and then rubbed my right thigh again gently with her right palm and said "You will be in my thoughts tonight, Chellam."

I placed my palm over her hand and squeezed her lovely long fingers and then gently lifting her hand, I kissed the back of her palm.

"I love you, Amma" I whispered to her.

Her response was a one-in-a-million smile - the rich, sensual smile of the Goddess Parasakkti, the ultimate woman; a smile which offered the protective love of a mother, a smile which promised unimaginable pleasures of a lover. It overwhelmed me with so much desire that I felt as if I had ignited an energy source within my body.

Without saying any further words, we stood up simultaneously, her right hand holding mine. We hugged each other for a few seconds, like a mother and son and as two lovers wanting each other. I held her close to my chest feeling so much love for her.

"I want you, Chellam. Your father will make love to me tonight but it will be you in my thoughts" whispered Mom.

We broke apart just as we heard Leela opening the door. The clock showed 10:05 pm.

"Good night, Chellam" Mom wished me and as Leela came out of her room, Mom wished her too.

"Good night, Amma" Leela and I returned Mom's wish.

"I know you both have a lot of catching up to do but don't stay up too late" advised Mom and then went into her room, closing the door behind her.

"Ok, Mom" replied Leela and then turning to look at the TV she asked me" Anything good tonight?"

"Yes, the Twilight Zone is on later at 11" I replied, sitting back on the long sofa.




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 09



Leela sat in the single sofa perpendicular to the long sofa and picked up the newspaper. She was dressed in a semi-transparent pyjama pant and a sleeveless pyjama top. 

"So, how are things with you?" I asked, hoping to start a conversation.

"Good lah. Just a lot to do in the 3rd year project" she replied and then asked "And, what about you? How is campus life?"

"Ok lah, I guess. No complaints so far" I replied, looking at her.

She had brushed her shoulder-length hair and looked beautiful, blessed with Mom's exquisite facial features. She did not appear to be wearing a bra and her pretty feet, with her toenails painted red look good enough to be kissed and adored. She sensed that I was watching her and looked up from the papers.

"Are you dreaming again, kiddo?" she asked me, putting down the newspaper.

"I was just thinking of how fast time flies by. Seems just yesterday when we used to be innocent little kids" I elaborated.

"Well, I am still innocent" responded Leela, grinning and stretching her hands above her head, exposing her clean-shaven arm pits.

My eyes were instantly attracted to her bare armpits as well as her raised bosom as she held her hands outstretched over her head. She seemed amused that I was fascinated with her shaven armpits and teasingly placed her hands at the back of head and swung her shoulders, one way and then the reverse, as if doing a stretching exercise. Her seemingly ample tits moved under her pyjama top, her pointed nipples wanting to pierce through the cloth. My cock, safely hidden inside my underwear, was stimulated by the sight of her bare flesh and twitched in excitement.

"And, you are definitely not little anymore" teased Leela, winking her eye.

"Yes, 6 feet body of steel" I uttered, standing up to proudly show off my towering height.

She got up from her sofa and stood up close to me, measuring her height against mine. She traced her palm from the top of her head to a position just above my shoulder. She was about 4 to 5 inches shorter than me.

"Yes, you are definitely big" she laughed and pushed me back to sit down on the sofa.

I could now clearly see the outline of her naked breasts under her pyjama top as she stood there, with her arms on her hips. She seemed to have a sizeable pair of orbs, topped by lovely black buds.

"By the way, I am sorry to have disturbed your enjoyment this afternoon" she said, sounding cheekily apologetic.

"It wasn't what you thought. I was not masturbating" I answered her.

"Yeah, right! You were hard, brother dear, and you were stroking it" she said, her eyes questioning me.

I explained to her about the magic oil which drew a snigger from her.

"It's the truth, believe it or not" I said, getting irritated with her teasing.

"Well, it must be working - the oil I mean. You are big, kiddo, huge, almost as large as Appa......ooops" she responded, ending abruptly after realizing what she had just said, her palm closing over her lips.

She sat down next to me and stretched her legs out on the coffee table. I too stretched out my legs on the table and we remained silent for a few seconds.

"How do you know?" I asked.

No answer.

"How do you know Dad is big?" I repeated the question.

"I have seen him" she answered, almost nonchalantly, her face staring directly to the TV screen.

"Have you seen any other men?" I asked.

"Hey! What do you think I am?" she answered, a little annoyed.

My left hand sought her hand and my right hand patted her left cheek, pacifying her. She leaned her head on my shoulder and we shared a moment of silence like that.

Without moving her head, she asked me softly "Have you ever been with a woman?"

"No! Still a virgin" I replied, rather I lied, after a split-second thought.

More seconds of silence. Her left hand brushed my left thigh.

"And you?" I asked.

"Yes, still a virgin" she whispered, her hand slowly stroking my thigh.

I moved forward on the sofa, turned back to look at her for a few mesmerizing seconds and seeing the glow of love and desire in her eyes, I planted a kiss on her lips. She flung her hands around my neck and hugged me, holding my head against her bosom. We stayed like that for a few blissful minutes.

"Do you want to see something beautiful?" Leela asked, hardly audible.

"What?" I asked, in reply.

She stood up and pulled me by the hand. And then placing her index finger against her lips, she asked me to remain absolutely silent and pulled me towards her room. Her room was dark and she closed the door slightly behind us. Then once again, warning me to be quiet, she guided me towards the peephole and I played along, pretending to be unaware of what was in store.

On the other side of the wall, the show had already started. My parents' room was comparatively darker than the previous nights when I had seen them. I soon realized that only one bedside lamp was lit. But there was certainly no hiding of what was going on. 

Mom, stark naked, was on top of Dad in a classic 69, her lips wrapped around his mammoth cock while she humped his mouth with her incredible pussy, her beautiful long legs stretched out on either side of Dad's face.. Dad's sarong lay around his ankles as he lifted his bottom off the mattress, thrusting his magnificent pillar into Mom's loving, oral cavity. His hands were on Mom's bums, holding her in place as he hungrily licked her juicy cunt.

I removed my eye away from the peephole and tugged at Leela's hand excitedly, acting totally ignorant of what was going on in the other room. She had her eye glued to another peephole.

'Oh my God! I can't believe this" I exclaimed in a whisper, sounding innocent.

She pulled my hand and guided me out of the room, back to the hall. Making me sit down, she turned up the volume of the TV a little and then sat next to me.

"What can't you believe?" Leela asked.

"Mom and Dad, like that" I answered, continuing the innocent role.

"Why not? It's quite natural for a man and woman to make love you know. Otherwise you and I would not exist" she explained, trying to sound academic.

"I know. But what they were doing. Oral sex....I can't believe it" I replied.

"Well, you better believe it. It is the real thing" she said, surprised at my innocence.

"So, how long have you been spying on them?" I asked.

"Since I was 16. Sheela was the one who discovered them first" she answered, a cheeky smile on her lips.

"Sheela? Really? Have you seen them do other things too?" I asked, pretending to be totally ignorant.

"What other things?" she replied with a question, wanting to entice the words out of my mouth.

"Intercourse" I answered, then feeling rather silly to have used that term.

She laughed and said "You mean fucking, my little brother?" 

Seeing me nod, she pulled my hand and invited me "Come and see for yourself."

Before we entered her room again, we checked to see if it was all clear downstairs. We did not want Aayahmah or Mala surprising us. We left the TV and the hall lights on and went into Leela's room, just closing the door behind us, to ensure darkness in the room.

I approached the peephole again and placed my eye to the opening. Leela did likewise on another peephole to my right. 

Mom was now sitting upright on Dad's face, her hands holding on the headboard as she fucked his mouth with a steady rhythm. Her beautifully mature tits heaved and bounced, as she smothered her bottom over Dad's face, enjoying the oral pleasures provided by his tongue and mouth. My teenage cock sprang immediately to life, twitching under my shorts.

"Mmmm.....yessss" we heard Mom moan in pleasure, her frame shaking from an ongoing explosion.

Dad's colossal lingam stood fully erect, pointing vertically up to the ceiling, the mushroom head shining in all its grandeur. Once again, I had the strongest urge to suck on that magnificent meat, to feel it inside my mouth.

As if sharing my thoughts, Leela whispered to me "Isn't he beautiful?"

I nodded and then whispered back "And massive."

We continued to spy on our parents. Mom was now standing on her knees, her body literally vibrating and Dad had his neck raised, his head buried in the hairy treasure between Mom's legs. Her hands were locked at the back of his head, supporting her lover as he serviced her wanton pussy. Mom was trembling in pleasure and wet, slurping noises could clearly be heard as Dad's busy tongue lapped up her juices furiously.

"Beautiful...." I heard Leela whisper to herself, as we watched Mom's body jerk in the throes of her orgasm.

My prick was by now rock hard, fully turned on not just by the scene I was viewing but also due to the fact that my adorable, loving sister was beside me, my accomplice. Our breathing was also getting noticeably heavy, obviously overwhelmed by watching and listening to our parents and by our closeness.

I felt Leela's left hand reach out and touch my right hand, holding it in the space between us. As we watched Mom rocking her hairy cunt slowly on Dad's face while he continued to lick her, our fingers interlocked tightly, expressing the growing desire in our youthful bodies. Mom was softy uttering some words of love to Dad but we could not make them out clearly. 

"Touch me" I heard Leela whisper while her hand guided mine to her waist.

My right hand slipped under her pyjama top and touched her lower back, stroking her soft skin. I felt her body shudder and a hiss escaping her lips, as my fingers touched her. I slid my hand up her back gently, confirming that she was not wearing a bra, and then slid it back down to her waist. I repeated this a few times as if to calm her and then removed my hand out from her pyjama top.

Mom slid her bottom down Dad's torso and rested her head on his chest, a brief moment of pause from her shuddering climax. They kissed briefly and then whispered something to each other. They laughed softly and exchanged caresses, Mom's fingers stroking his chest while Dad's hand stroked Mom's back. 

I moved my eye away from the wall and turned towards Leela. She did likewise. We reached out both our hands towards each other and then slowly drew our bodies close. We hugged each other tight and we could both feel the tense excitement in our bodies. She looked up to me, her lips open, seeking a kiss from me. I bent down and let my tongue lick over her lips before fixing my lips to her. Immediately, her tongue penetrated my mouth, willing to be sucked. I did not disappoint her and devoured her tongue while my hands roamed over her back.

She detracted her tongue and willed mine which I more than obliged. My hands by now had slipped under the back of her pyjama bottom and grasped her panty-covered bum cheeks while I thrust my hardened monster against her groin. Her hands had made their way to my back and pulled me hard against her, wanting to feel my hardness against her virgin treasure. 

Above our heavy breathing, we heard sounds from the other side and believing that there was more action on the other side, we broke our hug and looked at each other, contemplating what to do next. Moving away from each other and towards the wall, we held hands as we again peeped through the tiny holes on the wooden wall.

Our timing was perfect as Mom was on the bed on her hands and knees and Dad was standing on his knees behind her, stroking his fabulous erect meat, poised at the entrance of Mom's yoni. Mom turned around to look at Dad, her divine face illustrating the overwhelming desire to have her pussy fucked. Leela's fingers gripped my fingers tightly.

"Fuck me now, Athan" we heard Mom whisper to Dad, as she spread her knees wider on the mattress. 

Dad obliged instantly, guiding his mushroom head to Mom's holy orifice and then with a mighty push buried his giant cock into the depths of her cunt. Their bed literally shook with the power of his thrust.

"Yessssss...........aaaaahhhhhhh" we heard both of them moan simultaneously.

"Mmmmmmm......yesssss....fuck..." Leela whispered, releasing my hand, her bottom humping forward as if she was feeling the penetration.

"Wowww......." I blurted out, as if seeing them for the first time.

As Dad slowly withdrew his monstrous meat, Mom turned her face towards him, literally begging him to shove it back in. The drunken glaze of her face expressed sheer wanton desire. And for the first time, I wished I was there in place of Dad. My fully hardened cock throbbed excitedly as I imagined what it would be like to be inside Mom's cunt at that precise moment.

As if Dad had heard me, he thrust back hard into Mom's obliging twat and slowly started to pound her pussy repeatedly in a steady tempo. They were beautiful to watch, just so natural. Mom rested her torso onto the mattress, her face looking exactly in my direction, her eyes bewitching. Just then I had the strangest of feelings deep inside me - that Mom was feeling my cock inside her. My cock jerked wickedly.

I turned to look at Leela. Her bottom was swaying, forwards and backwards, almost in tandem with Dad's thrusts. And she had her right hand against the front of her groin. I moved my right hand to Leela's behind and gently felt her bums over the material, as she continued to sway and peep. 

She looked at me, turning her body towards me, her pretty face filled with desire. Her right hand was slowly stroking the front of her groin and a slight moan escaped from her lips. I reached out to her and placed my right hand over hers and gently removed her hand away. 

I touched her, my palm against her womanhood, covered by the thin cloth of her pyjama and the thin material of her panties. In the darkness, her eyes sparkled with loving desire, promising me of unlimited pleasures. I gently stroked my palm downwards. I felt her shiver as she parted her legs to allow me access. My palm slipped under, between her legs, cupping her concealed treasure. She humped my palm and I felt the warm dampness between her legs and smiled at her.

Placing my hands on each side of her thighs, I kneeled down on my knees in front of her and planted a kiss on her pyjama-covered groin. She jerked her body away as she felt my lips over the material. Her female aroma was different, more a flowery-fruity scent, intoxicating me immediately. My hands held her thighs as I pulled her back to my face, planting several kisses over the front of her loins, feeling her slowly thrust against me. 

Her hands went to the back of my head, gently pulling my face to her as she humped me. I rubbed my face against her womanhood as she thrust herself against me. Slowly, my fingers tugged at her waistline but she stopped me and prompted me to stand up. Then holding my right hand, she pulled the front of her pyjama and panties forward and slipped my right hand inside.

"Touch my pussy, Mohan" she whispered to me, pushing her pelvis forward to me.

My fingers gently slid under her panties, feeling the heat radiating from her virgin temple. She seemed to have very fine, silky hair but it felt not so densely forested. I touched her virgin pussy lips and ran my index finger along the middle, gently parting the moist lips.

"Mmmmm......just like when we were little kids" Leela hissed quietly in pleasure, bending her knees a little, to open her treasure to my probing finger.

She leaned forward and rested her head against my chest, as my fingers explored the unchartered territory between her legs. Her right hand touched the front of my shorts, feeling my raging hardness under the thin material, as she humped my probing fingers.

"Mmmmmm....aaaahhhhh....fuckkkk meeee......yesssss....Athannnnn....aaaahhhhh" we heard Mom moaning in pleasure from the other side of the wall.

Leela lifted up her head to look at me, smiling at what she had heard. Her right hand slipped under my shorts and grasped hold of my rock hard meat, her fingers encircling the blood-filled muscle. She gasped as she squeezed my oversized cock, her index finger sliding over the tip and feeling my leaking pre-cum, widening her smile as she felt the sticky wetness.

"Soooo big and hard" she whispered to me, clamping her fingers tight around my rod.

My index finger traced along her slit gently, from top to bottom and then up again. I felt her hard clit and touched it, inducing a moan from her lips. Leela's clit was throbbing and as I toyed with her Venus mound of pleasure, rubbing gently around the sides, it seemed to literally grow bigger.

"Mmmmm....yeaaaahhhhh.....beautiful.....mmmmm" she moaned to my chest, as her right hand stroked my cock, from the base to the tip. 

Her pussy lips felt so different to Aayahmah's, thinner but seemingly tighter. I used my fingers to gently part her lips wider and then probed for the entrance to her vagina. Knowingly Leela bent her knees a little more to open up her flower for me. As the tip of my index finger touched the opening of her womanly orifice, her body retracted backwards as if trying to avoid the intrusion. 

Thinking that she did not wish my finger to penetrate her, I tried to remove my right hand from inside her panties but letting go of my throbbing cock, she held my right hand, keeping it between her legs. 

She looked into my eyes again, her beautiful round eyes bewitching. Mesmerizing me with her seductive smile, her fingers selected my middle finger and guided it to her entrance. Then slightly moving her pelvis, she placed the tip of my finger into her tight hole.

"Love me with your finger, my darling brother" she cooed to me. 

I obliged my sister's wish and pushed my middle finger gently up into her tight but wet tunnel. She gasped when my finger penetrated her youthful cunt. I cupped her pussy with my open palm, as if promising her that I would always protect her. She adjusted her position a little and then started to buck her hips gently. 

"Mmmm.....yes, Mohan.... ..." she moaned, feeling my incestuous finger moving inside her.

Her vagina was tight, wrapped like a sheath of rubber around my finger. I gently touched her insides with my fingertip, feeling the fresh muscles of her cunt. I slowly moved my finger in and out, increasing the depth of penetration at every upward stroke, till my finger tip was buried knuckle-deep inside her tunnel. Her pussy squeezed my finger automatically, as if in a reflex action. Simultaneously, her right hand slipped back into my shorts and grasped my raging meat.

"Athaaan.....yesssss....nowwwwww........cummmiiiiiiiiiiiiiiingggggg" we heard Mom moan, obviously climaxing around the magnificent shaft pounding her.

My cock twitched repeatedly, hearing my Mom and as if in tandem, Leela's pussy throbbed uncontrollably. Leela pressed her legs together tightly around my probing finger and her pussy wall squeezed hard, while she planted soft kisses on my chest.

"Aaaaahhhhhhh.....yessssssss....fuck meeee.......aaaaahhhhhh" Mom moaned again.

"Mmmmmm...." Leela hissed in pleasure, as she started to buck her hips, while I finger-fucked her.

The experiences with Aayahmah had taught me how to please and satisfy a pussy and now more than anything else, I wanted to give maximum pleasure to my sister. I bent my finger inside her pussy towards me, and used the tip of my finger to locate her pleasure spot. I easily found the small fleshy ridge inside her pussy and as I touched it I felt her body jerk in response. 

"Yessss....there...........mmmm" she moaned, as my finger caressed her G-spot.

Even in the darkened room, her face was beautifully radiant; expressing the sheer pleasure she was feeling as I caressed her sacred spot. Her eyes were filled with love for me and her beautiful lips sensually open, begging to be kissed. 

"I love you, Chinnakka..." I whispered to her and then bent down to kiss her lips.

I had always called Leela as Chinnakka and Sheela as Periyakka (Chinna = small, Periya = big, Akka = elder sister).




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 09



A few seconds later, we heard Dad's unmistakeable orgasmic shriek filter though the thin wall "YESSSS.....Rani....YESSSS......unnnnhhhh....aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh...cummmiiiingggggg..." most likely shooting gallons of his seed deep into Mom's insatiable cunt.

Hearing Dad explode was such a turn-on for us and I felt our bodies tremble, feeling the sexual energy radiating out from our parents to us. I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my thighs, releasing my raging hard-on. Leela immediately increased the speed and power of her hand strokes, willing my prick to ejaculate. 

I touched her pleasure spot, applying gentle pressure and stroking with the tip of my finger. And, my thumb was in the meantime stimulating her clit, stroking the throbbing mound of blood-engorged flesh. Leela opened her legs wider to give me more excess to her young pussy which was flowing now. Virgin nectar from the heavens was dripping down my finger and onto my palm. 

"Unnnhhh....unnnhhh.....yesss....yesss....fuck me....fuck me...fuck me....aaaaaaahhhhhhh" we heard our parents urging each other in the throes of their orgasms.

"Mohannnnn.....mmmm...love you....your fingers are beautiful....driving me crazy......yesss.." Leela moaned and bucked her hips, her clit begging for more attention.

I wanted to taste Leela's nectar and tried to withdraw my finger but she was not having it. She let go of my over-excited cock and held my hand intact.

"Make me cum...darling....please....make me explode....make me cum....just like Amma. Please Mohan....please" she begged, crying for release.

Pushing my own needs aside, I pulled up my shorts over my overgrown prick and then knelt down in front of Leela on my knees. Without removing my right hand, I eased her pyjama bottom and panties down to her thighs. This time she did not stop me. I continued the dual-stimulation of her throbbing rosebud and her G-spot with my right hand and felt Leela buck her hips faster and harder against my penetrating fingers. 

She rested her arms on my shoulders for support and spread her legs wider. In the darkness of the room, I could not see her treasures clearly but I felt as if I was pleasuring the most beautiful pussy in the world. She looked at me, her eyes shining like diamonds in the dark. 

Leela moved and twisted her pelvis backwards and forwards, and from left to right, trying to achieve maximum sensations, screwing her pussy onto my hand. Every time I touched her clit, her body jerked and her legs shook. And, drops of her juice dropped onto my hand.

"Cum for me, my darling Chinakka........cum for me..." I encouraged her, moving my face closer to her womanhood, sensing that her powerful release was not far away, my own explosion now irrelevant.

"Oh my GODDDDD............oh my GODDDDD....yessss" she squealed, her fingers clawing into my shoulders. 

I increased the tempo of my fingering, stimulating her virgin pussy with my right hand. With my middle finger pleasuring her sacred spot, I used my thumb and my little finger to clasp her erect clit and stroke it like a mini-phallus. A few seconds of that triggered her explosion.

I felt her legs stiffen, really hard, her body not moving for a few seconds and as I held my breath, I watched her legs start to spread wider and shake slowly and then rapidly, her whole body convulsed uncontrollably as if in a trance.

"Unnnnhhhh....unnnnnhhhhh...unnnnnhhhhh.......YESSSSSSSSSSSS....YESSSSSSSSS...cummmmiiiinnnnggggg......cummmmmmiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnggggggggg" she cried, as her body shook powerfully.

I withdrew my hand from her pussy and moved my face close to her treasure box, just as a burst of liquid squirted out of her virgin yoni, spraying my face and front with her love juice. My cock twitched wickedly in sheer pleasure, proud that I had made my sister cum. I wondered if it was her first ever explosion and opened my mouth in anticipation. I was not to be disappointed.

"Ammmaaaaaa.......aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh........" she squealed again, as her pussy squirted another spray of her divine nectar, more intense than the first and straight into my gaping mouth. 

Her taste was divine and my cock twitched and throbbed wildly, almost wanting to ejaculate simultaneously in response.

"Aaaahhhh.......aaaaahhhh.....mmmmmm.....yesssss" she moaned repeatedly, as her body spasmed out of control, her breathing rapid and her twat spraying honey like a fresh mountain spring. 

The intensity of her explosion startled me - it was more powerful than what I had seen from Aayahmah. A sudden fear engulfed me and I quickly stood up and hugged her trembling body to me, her head against my chest. My right hand slid down between her spread legs again, cupping her leaking oasis as she rode through her orgasmic waves. Her eyes were closed, her body was still convulsing and Leela was sobbing in pleasure. 

"Oh my God! Leela! Are you okay sweetheart?" I heard Mom's concerned voice call out, shocking the daylights out of me.

My back was to the door and in the darkness of the room, I had just enough time to remove my hand and pull up Leela's pyjama bottom before the lights came on. Leela just clung to me, still breathing heavily in between sobs, her body still trembling in orgasm, her pyjama top soaked in sweat, her pyjama pants soaked in her sweet honey.

As Mom and Dad approached us, Leela regained her composure somewhat and stepped away from me. Mom was in her night dress only, her hair disheveled from her raunchy love-making. Dad was in his sarong. The smell of wet sex was evident.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" asked Mom in a soft, caring voice, while Dad stood behind me, rubbing my back as if trying to soothe me.

Leela just threw her arms around Mom, hugging her and crying deliriously against her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Ma....sorry......sorry...." bawled Leela uncontrollably.

"It's alright darling...it's alright....calm down, baby..." whispered Mom softly, trying to sooth and calm Leela, her motherly hands caressing and stroking Leela's back.

Dad pulled my hand and guided me out to the hall, his hand patting my shoulder as I walked out. The TV was still running.

"You ok, Mohan?" asked Dad.

"Yes, Appa" I replied with a nod.

I went downstairs to get some cold water from the fridge while Dad sat down on the long sofa. I came back a minute later with a big glass, placed it on the coffee table and sat down next to Dad on the single sofa. We just stared into the TV waiting for signs of movement from Leela's room.

We heard the bathroom door being opened and a few minutes later being closed again. Some long minutes later, Mom and Leela stepped out of the room, side by side. Leela's head was resting on Mom's left shoulder, her right arm around Mom's waist while Mom's left hand was around Leela's shoulder, hugging her close. 

Leela's eyes were looking down, almost emotionless, as they walked slowly towards the master bedroom. Mom signaled us to join them and I gulped my glass of water, wondering what was in store. Dad got up and checked that the door leading downstairs was closed. I got up and switched off the TV before following behind Dad into my parents' room.

Mom was sitting on the bed, in the middle, her back towards the wall and her legs hanging over the edge. Leela was stretched out on her left, along the length, resting her head on Mom's lap and thighs, facing her body. Mom's right hand was stroking Leela's silky black hair. 

Dad sat down on the bed next to Mom, with his feet firmly on the floor. He gently reached out with his right hand and touched Leela's head, stroking it to assure her that everything would be alright. His left hand was stroking Mom's back.

I sat down on the floor, just in front of Dad's sarong-covered legs and rested my head against his thigh. He moved his legs wide to make room for me and I moved closer, in between his legs, resting my back against his right leg and facing Mom and Leela. I let my right hand rest against Dad's left leg.

"So, what happened?" asked Mom, looking at me for an answer.

"I'm sorry Amma. We just got so excited watching Appa and you and then one thing led to another..." I tried to explain.

"It was my fault, Mom. I was the one who called him to watch Appa and you in bed and then I made him touch me" interrupted Leela, turning her head to look at me.

"Your little brother is not as innocent as you think, my darling" said Dad.

Leela looked at me and her eyes asked questions. I nodded in agreement and she stared at me, her eyes telling me that she would deal with me later. She looked a lot more relaxed.

"Was this your first time, sweetheart?" asked Mom, still gently stroking Leela's hair.

After some seconds of silence, Leela answered softly "Yes and no, Mom. First time any boy has ever touched me. But no, it is not my first time."

"You can tell us, darling" encouraged Mom.

"I have been watching Dad and you since I was 16. Sheela showed me the tiny peepholes and every chance we got, either together or alone, we used to watch Appa and you making love. We used to get so excited that we used to touch ourselves in bed. One day we started touching each other too......our breasts and our.....between our legs" Leela's voice trailed off.

"Sheela? I can't imagine" said Dad, a little surprised. Sheela was after all his pet.

"Nothing wrong with that, baby. It is part of growing up" Mom said, trying to sooth Leela's thoughts.

"We did more, Mom. One day, we saw Dad kissing you down there and you seemed to be in so much pleasure. So we tried that on each other, first Sheela kissed me and then I her" Leela said, seemingly feeling easy with the chat now. 

But this conversation was slowly stirring my testosterones again and my cock was slowly waking up. I wondered if Dad was getting stimulated too.

"Did you both enjoy that?" asked Mom.

"Yes, Amma, It was beautiful. Once we saw you both like today, mutually pleasing each other orally. So we did that too and quite often...till Akka got married actually" continued Leela, a smile forming on her lips.

My cock twitched when Leela said that and at the same instant, I felt a sudden shiver in Dad's legs. My right hand started to stroke his left leg almost as a reflex action, touching his skin. 

"You mean the 69? Sheela and you?" asked Dad, getting very curious.

"Yes, Pa" replied Leela.

"What did your brother do to you just now, darling?" asked Mom, sounding as curious as Dad.

"I was so turned on watching Appa and you making love that I asked him to touch me with his fingers and then I don't know what happened. I have never ever felt anything like that, Mom. It was a strange but a truly beautiful sensation. It was almost as if you know....like I was ejecting something out of my....body" said Leela, trying to explain her orgasm.

I felt Dad's leg jerk again and then the next second, I felt his hand on my head, patting me, as if to congratulate me on the achievement. I turned to look at Dad and noticed the tent in his sarong. He smiled knowingly at me and I returned his smile, my eyes drawn to the massive thickness under the thin cloth of his sarong. Leela's revelations had obviously stimulated him as much as me. My teenage prick was throbbing with desire too.

"Did you touch your brother?" asked Mom, still stroking Leela's hair.

"Yes, I held his thing" replied Leela, looking at me, her eyes telling me that she wanted me.

"Nothing more?" asked Mom.

"I desired much more, Amma. All the things Dad and you did. But I was afraid" Leela answered.

"Of what, sweetheart?" asked Mom, wanting Leela to open up.

"He's my brother. I felt it was wrong for me to feel that way for him" Leela said, her eyes promising me her love for me.

After some seconds of silence, Leela asked Mom "Is it wrong to love my brother, Amma?"

Mom looked at Dad and then at me before answering Leela.

"Sweetheart, your Dad and I think it is not wrong. As long as you both are consenting adults, as long you both don't hurt each other physically or mentally, as long as you both don't lose respect for each other and as long as you both don't forget that you are brother and sister, we think it is not wrong" counseled Mom.

"Yes, darling. If you both love and want each other, it is not wrong" added Dad.

"What about society, Appa?" asked Leela, innocently.

"Society doesn't need to know what happens within these four walls, Chellam" answered Dad, almost as if it was a no-brainer.

Looking at him, I smiled, thanking God for his understanding. The throbbing under his sarong was by now very evident and I felt a strong urge to feel his lingam. I traced my right hand up his left leg under his sarong, feeling him shiver at my touch. My hand slowly moved over his hairy upper thigh, my fingers poised to hold his magnificent cock.

At that precise moment, without looking from where she was lying on Mom's laps, Leela reached out with her left hand to pat Dad's thigh, seemingly to thank him for his calming words and accidentally, her hand brushed against Dad's erect pillar. My hand stopped dead in its track just as Leela suddenly sat upright on the mattress and stared at the throbbing monster, trying to break free of the sarong.

"Look, Mom" she squealed, excitedly like a teenage schoolgirl, pointing to Dad's groin.

Mom looked at Dad's predicament and almost casually said "All this talk has made your Dad hard again. I didn't think he had any more energy left after he had finished with me." 

Giggling after she ended her statement, Mom pinched Dad's tummy and said "Dirty old man."

"Can I see it, Appa?" both Leela and I asked simultaneously, just as Dad was trying to pull a pillow over his groin, to hide his condition.

He looked at Mom as if to seek her approval. Mom smiled and with her right hand, tugged at his waistline to loosen and release the sarong. Her fingers gently pulled the cloth away to expose the gigantic erect meat in all its glory, the cock which had given life to both of us.

"Oh my God, Appa. Its soooooo....big" squealed Leela again, her eyes opened wide in amazement.

"It's massive, Dad" I added, admiringly.

His cock looked even more magnificent from close – it truly was the mighty lingam. It pointed vertically up from his groin and was twitching and swaying on its own. It was at least 7 inches long and thick, much thicker than mine. The mushroom head was a beauty, a shining pink. And, blood-filled veins ran along the entire length, throbbing with energy. The base was surrounded by thick, black curly hair. No wonder Mom couldn't have enough of it.

Without saying anything, I got up on my knees and slowly pulled Dad's sarong down. He raised his buttocks off the mattress to help. His left hand locked fingers with Mom's right hand. My hands then touched his knees and slowly parted his legs to expose his hairy nuts. They were huge, covered by hair. My right hand slowly slid up his thigh and to his groin, my fingers encircling the fantastic organ and squeezing it.

"So hard" I added, looking at Leela, tempting her to touch and feel it.

Leela looked at Mom and seeing her smile of approval, she moved her hand towards Dad's throbbing prick. I slid my hand off his cock and cupped his balls, gently caressing the wrinkled skin. Leela touched him, almost in slow motion, and then tried to wrap her fingers around the thick shaft. Her fingers could barely close the circumference.

"It's magnificent, truly beautiful. I have wanted to touch you since I first saw you, Appa" Leela complimented.

"Mmmmm.....you should have asked me sweetheart" said Dad, relishing our loving touches.

As Leela slowly stroked his length and I caressed his balls, Mom patted Leela's back and cautioned "We are treading onto a new unchartered chapter in our lives and relationships. Are you all okay with this? Or should we stop it here now?"

Without waiting for an answer, I moved forward towards Dad, still on my knees, in between his parted legs. Encircling my fingers, over Leela's fingers, around his massive erect cock, I stroked downwards, stretching his skin down and exposing his truly majestic crown, shining in full glory. I was immediately overcome by the love and desire to feel him in my mouth – the lingam that gave life to me.

I bent my head down and kissed the crown of his head, just wrapping my lips around the tip of his beautiful cockhead. Dad gasped and jerked as if an electric current had struck him, seemingly not knowing whether to push or withdraw. As I raised my lips away, Leela did exactly as I did and again, Dad jerked. 

"Oh my God! Rani! Look at our children" beamed Dad, as much in love as in sexual excitement.

Mom patted the back of our heads and said "Yes, our loving children, Athan. They are living our childhood fantasies." 

"What do you mean, Amma?" asked Leela, momentarily moving her face away from Dad's groin.

"Well, your Dad had peeped on his parents and had fantasies of his mother. I had peeped on my parents as well as my brother and his wife and had many fantasies of them. But they remained as fantasies for us. And, now both of you are experiencing the real thing" explained Mom.

Pleased with Mom's encouraging words, we moved our hands away and released Dad's throbbing love rod. Leela and I looked into each other's eyes, communicating our thoughts and desires. Slowly, almost simultaneously, we started licking the magnificent joy stick towering in front of our faces, trailing our tongues from the base to the crown, Leela on one side and me on the other.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..............aaaaahhhhh" moaned Dad, his cock twitching wickedly in front of us.

Mom looked at us lovingly, as we licked the magnificent object of our desires, her hands patting our heads gently as we lapped up and down the hard shaft, our tongues trying to touch every inch of Dad's erect flesh. She bent down to kiss the back of our heads and then raised her head up to kiss Dad, rubbing her hand over his chest and nipples.

Then moving herself forwards on the bed, Mom stood up and came next to me and squatted down on her knees on the floor next to me. Without missing a lick, I slowly moved my body and allowed room for Mom to occupy the space in between Dad's legs. I adjusted myself back on my knees on the outside of Dad's right leg. Leela was still squatting on her knees on the bed, her hands resting on Dad's left thigh.

"Can Amma share your Dad's cock with both of you?" Mom asked in a most motherly tone.

Our response was to move our heads away, to give Mom space. She encircled her fingers, as she had probably done a zillion times before, around the blood-engorged flesh and stroked downwards, as if wanting to show us the magnificence of her lover's cock. Then after placing a kiss on the tip of the mushroom head, she slowly opened her mouth and engulfed the top of the head inside her beautiful mouth.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh.....yesssssssss" groaned Dad, as slowly, millimeter by millimeter of his gigantic cock disappeared into Mom's wanton mouth.

"Oh my God, Amma........how can you get his whole...thing....into your mouth" squealed Leela, her eyes transfixed on Dad's entire length being sucked into Mom's petite little mouth.

Slowly, Mom raised her head, releasing little by little of Dad's mighty shaft, her beautiful lips tightly wrapped around the throbbing length, until the pink crown was visible. Then she plunged her mouth again down, to engulf him completely. She repeated this up and down bobbing action a few times, pleased to show off her cock-sucking talents to Leela and me.

"Mmmmm........aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh.....yesssssss" moaned Dad unashamedly, his eyes semi-closed.

Raising her head off Dad's cock, she smiled at Leela and proudly said "Comes with practice, darling."

As Mom's fingers continued to stroke and squeeze him, Dad raised his buttocks off the mattress, as if wanting to thrust his throbbing dick into an imaginary orifice. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 10



Here it is folks finally - Chapter 10 after more than 3 years! A thousand apologies to all of you - I am truly sorry for the long, long delay. Many of you had written to encourage me to continue writing - thank you for your encouragement; a few even had asked if I was suffering from writer's block or something like that. 

Actually I was (and still am) completely overloaded with my day-to-day work. I hardly find time for anything else let alone writing. I do enjoy writing and will continue to write whenever I can, but time is really the only obstacle. 

I do hope that you find this story still exciting despite the very long break. 

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A truly wonderful sight greeted Mom and me as we stepped into my parents' bedroom. Dad's naked body was stretched out on the king-sized bed, facing upwards, but his face was hidden from view by Leela's body. She was sitting crouched over him, on his upper chest, visibly naked from her waist down, her back to us and her knees anchored on the mattress, either side of Dad's body. And somewhere trapped in between her fluid thighs was Dad's head. 

"Mmmm...aaaaaahhhhhh...yesssss...mmmmm...beautiful...love your tongue on my pussy...aaahhhh...Appaaaaaaa...yesss...lick me...pleassssse...yesssss...mmmm" Leela groaned in pleasure. 

Dad appeared to be fully engrossed in eating Leela's virgin twat while she humped his face in a slow but steady, seductive rhythm, her hands holding on to the headboard for support. She was clearly enjoying the oral stimulation served by Dad's tongue. Her eyes were partly closed and her hair was flailing as she rode him like an expert cowgirl, her sweat-drenched pyjama top clinging to her back. 

The loving couple hardly noticed us as we stood there. Not wanting to disturb them, Mom and me watched in admiration as Leela's beautifully firm and rounded bums bucked and gyrated erotically on Dad's face. Mom rested her head against my upper arm, emotionally overcome by what we were witnessing. Our family was surely never going to be the same again. 

"So beautiful to watch them" whispered Mom to me, her head resting against my shoulder, her arms clasping my right arm tightly. 

Wet licking sounds resonated around the room as Dad's seasoned tongue greedily savoured his little girl's virgin yoni. His legs were splayed on the bed and his magnificent phallus, thick and enticing, lay spent on his right thigh. His shrivelled nuts hung obscenely from his hairy loins, having been temporarily emptied of his life-giving seed by both Mom and Leela over the past few hours. 

"It's a truly beautiful way to love a woman" I whispered my reply, having already savoured the joys of eating pussy with Aayahmah. 

I just stood there, looking attentively at my father and sister in their act of love, hypnotised by the beautifully erotic scene before me. My sexual awakening over the past few days had made me completely addicted to pussy and I was totally obsessed with cunnilingus, after the initiation by Aayahmah. Her pussy was a sheer pleasure to lick and love and I could not wait to devour Leela's and especially my Mom's. 

As if reading my thoughts, Mom kissed my shoulder and whispered teasingly "You really like doing that, don't you? Sundari told me all about your prowess with your tongue and fingers." 

"Looks like she told you everything! To orally love a woman's most sacred treasure - I think it surely must be the finest expression of love that a man could provide a woman. I really loved pleasuring Aayamah that way and I cannot wait to love your treasure" I replied unashamedly. 

"Mmmm...I was very jealous when Sundari told me. I would love you to do that to me, Chellam. But not today, I am dirty, filled with your Dad's seed" Mom responded with a slight tinge of regret in her voice. 

"I know Ma but one day soon I want to. So eager to love your flower and taste your nectar and to make you explode over my face" I said to Mom confidently, my eyes glued on my father and sister. 

Although at that very moment I felt envious of my Dad, it was just so beautiful to watch them in their incestuous loving. The room was lit by only one table lamp but I could clearly see Dad's wanton tongue sliding in between the delicate petals of my Chinnakka's virgin flower, eagerly lapping the honey that was dripping from her unexplored oasis. My own tongue inadvertently simulated Dad's tongue and I licked my lips excitedly. 

Mom who was also watching the erotic, loving action in front of us, turned to face me, hugging me and offering her mouth to be kissed. I did and her lips sought my tongue urgently which I obliged, teasing her lips and oral cavity with the tip. After some seconds, I withdrew my tongue gently and licked her lips sensually, simulating what Dad's tongue was doing to Leela's pussy lips. My cock which had refused to soften even after the exquisite mouth-service provided by Mom earlier, was throbbing under the loose sarong tied around my waist. 

"Mmmm...slurrrrrrpppppp...mmmmmm...love...your...pussy da...mmmm" blabbered Dad in between licks. 

Releasing herself from our hug, Mom turned to look at the taboo couple on the bed and then took a step towards them just as Dad's hands slid over Leela's back to cup her voluptuous firm butt. Guided by Dad's caressing hands, Leela moved her bottom further forwards and smothered her wet pussy all over Dad's face as he desired, her fingers anchored tightly to the headboard. As she twisted and turned her bottom over our father's loving face, his awesome cock showed signs of life, stirring excitedly in response. Almost telepathically my erect dick twitched in harmony with my Dad's. 

Mom reached out with her left hand and stroked Leela's head lovingly, gently swiping her palm over Leela's sweaty forehead and hair, a motherly gesture. Leela turned her head and her beautiful pleasure-filled eyes gazed innocently into Mom's divine face, expressing her inner feelings to Mom and knowing that the special love she was experiencing with her father was blessed by her mother. Mom moved closer and hugged Leela's head to her bosom and kissed the top of her head. 

"I love you darling. You feeling good?" asked Mom softly, her voice overcome with maternal instinct. 

"Yesss, Ma...mmmmm...beautiful. Appa's tongue is driving me crazy...aaaaahhhh" Leela moaned her reply, as her body rocked in little shivers. 

"I know how you feel darling. Your father's tongue is quite something" said Mom and planted another kiss on Leela's head. 

Patting Leela's head in encouragement, Mom knelt down on the floor, inches away from where her husband's face was pleasuring her daughter's pussy. Leela unselfishly moved her pussy away from Dad's face just as Mom reached out with her right hand to stroke his head. His smiling wet face glistened with Leela's juices as Mom gently swiped her hand over his forehead. 

"Does she taste as good as me?" Mom teased Dad, her fingers gently pinching his right cheek. 

Leela turned to look at me, her love-laden eyes inviting me to move closer towards her. I nodded my head in agreement to Mom's question, having already had a little taste of Leela's heavenly nectar earlier that evening. Her right hand reached out to me as I moved closer to the bed and she leaned her torso against my tall frame. The unmistakable flowery-fruity aroma radiating out from her pussy tickled my nostrils, sending a shiver down my spine. 

"Mmmmm...yessss. Just as delicious as you, Rani" Dad answered, inviting her to kiss him. 

Mom and Dad shared a deep kiss, their tongues duelling in love for some seconds before Mom sensually licked Dad's face, tasting her daughter's pussy juice on her husband's face. It was such a turn-on to watch my parents and my teenage prick buzzed in excitement, as Mom's beautiful tongue trailed down his face to his throat. 

"Mmmm..." Mom purred in delight, as she continued to lick the area around Dad's throat for some seconds. 

Then planting a kiss on Dad's lips she teasingly asked him "You want to lick your daughter some more, I guess?" 

Dad's reply was an enthusiastic nod and a cheeky smile before he pointed his tongue out invitingly. And what Mom did next was unexpectedly erotic. She turned her face towards Leela whose naked dripping pussy was poised over Dad and planted a kiss on her daughter's virgin temple. I watched in stunned excitement as Mom then licked Leela's slit slowly a few times, tasting her honey from its source. 

"I love you Ma...mmmmmm" moaned Leela in appreciation, her right hand releasing me and stroking the back of Mom's head. 

Leela had a neatly trimmed patch of fine hair covering her sacred mound and her virgin petals were opened like a flower that had just bloomed, obviously excited by the stimulation provided by Dad's tongue and mouth. 

"You have a beautiful yoni, sweetheart and a wonderful, virgin aroma and taste...mmmm" complimented Mom before moving away and guiding Leela to sit on Dad's face again. 

"Feed your father your honey, darling. He can never get enough of it" Mom encouraged Leela. 

Dad did not have to be asked twice and eagerly engaged his face to Leela's womanhood, greedily lapping her young beaver, his fingers clawing into her bum cheeks. She started to buck against his mouth in equal vigour, seemingly encouraged by the voyeuristic presence of her mother and brother there. 

"Mmmm...yessss...Paaa...love me...eat my pussy...aaaaahhhh" squealed Leela in delight at Dad's boyish desire, holding on to the headboard and riding Dad's face with schoolgirl enthusiasm. 

Mom smiled at me in complete contentment, loving tears of joy welling in her eyes, acknowledging and happily accepting the new direction that our lives had all taken. I stroked her divine face with my right hand, sharing her thoughts. Never in my wildest dreams could I have ever imagined that this would be happening in our family. 

Some seconds later, Mom got up on her knees beside the bed and unbuttoned the front of Leela's pyjama top, wanting her to be free of that sweat-soaked cloth more than anything else. Leela did not object and propped up her torso to help Mom remove the top. Mom used the cloth to wipe the sweat off Leela's back and threw it onto the floor, next to Leela's discarded panties, her pyjama bottom and my shorts. 

"Wow! You have an absolutely perfect body sweetheart, simply beautiful" cooed Mom to her daughter, stroking her head, proud of her offspring. 

I moved behind Mom, to look directly from the front. She was right indeed - Leela's body seemed a heavenly piece of creation. Her breasts were not as large as Mom's and nowhere near Aayahmah's size but they were perfectly formed; the size of softballs, round and firm, not even a little sag, despite her intense sports regime. They were two perfectly-shaped globes symmetrically positioned, high on her fair-skinned torso. Her areoles were light brown, again perfectly circular and exactly at the centre of her breasts. And to crown it all were her brown nipples, about a centimetre in diameter and length, each sprouting from the absolute centre of her areoles. 

"She looks just like you Ma" I blurted out innocently, my erect prick throbbing in agreement, as the naked images of Mom which I had witnessed the past few days, flashed across my mind. 

Mom laughed and then said "Yeah right, maybe about 30 years ago." 

Leela beamed with pride while Mom and I admired her exquisite torso, matched by a slender waist and flaring hips. Her tummy was flat, just a little sexy flesh emphasising her inviting bellybutton, and then sloping down over her mound to her treasures which were mostly hidden by Dad's marauding face. Her eyes were barely open as she rode Dad's face. 

Her nipples were clearly erect, jutting out proudly from her glorious boobs and both Mom and I could not resist the temptation to reach out and feel the hardened tips. Mom held her left nipple between her thumb and index finger and gently pulled it. I touched her right nipple with the tip of my index finger and teased it. Leela opened her eyes and smiled, her lips parted, seemingly welcoming the attention her body was getting from her family. 

"Mmmmm...suck my nipples please" invited Leela, her voice hauntingly soft, while she continued to move and hump Dad's face. 

Mom looked up at me while her fingers continued to pull on Leela's left nipple, her eyes exchanging thoughts with mine. I removed my hand from Leela's breast and guided Mom's head to Leela's right breast. Mom's parted lips engulfed Leela's erect nipple without any hesitation, sucking gently on her daughter's hard bud while her right hand caressed Leela's left breast. 

"Aaaaaahhhhhh...Maaaaaa" squealed Leela as Mom sucked on her beautifully full mound of flesh. 

I admired Leela's sublime face as my parents feasted on my sister, Mom sucking her breast while Dad was eating her pussy. Leela's face exuded a stunning seductive feminine beauty that would have challenged even the divine temptress, Mohini. She really did look like a carbon-copy of Mom; the rich maturity of Mom's features being the only difference between them. I kissed Leela's sensual lips before kneeling down beside the bed. 

I watched my family in their love-play. Dad's fingers were digging into Leela's bums, prompting and guiding her to ride his face in complete abandon while Mom's mouth had moved on wantonly to Leela's left breast. My eyes were then drawn almost instinctively to Dad's incomparable meat which had stirred back to life. The wet sucking and licking sounds seemed like music accompanying the resurrection of his manhood and his magnificent lingam uncoiled in an erotic dance. 

Almost automatically my right hand sought his meat and my fingers encircled his rapidly enlarging prick and pulled back the foreskin, willing him to get even harder. I gazed longingly as my father's tongue teased and tormented my sister's cunt while my hand stroked his majestic cock. Dad responded to my manipulations, lifting his bums of the mattress to hump my hand. 

"Aaahhhhh...yessss...lick me...lick me...going to explode soon. Pa...please... aaaaahhhhhhh" Leela encouraged our father. 

Dad's fabulous prick was by now fully erect, throbbing as my fingers caressed it. I just could not resist the mouth-watering temptation and moved forward to devour his mighty manhood into my mouth. I sucked his beautiful crown for some seconds and rolled my tongue greedily over the bloated knob. 

"Mmmmm...slurrrrp...aaaahhhhh...slurrrrp" moaned Dad, gently thrusting his lingam into my oral cavity, while his mouth continued to service his daughter's pussy. 

I released my vice-like grip of his shaft, sliding my hand down to caress his rejuvenated balls, willing them to re-fill with his seed. I was once again overcome with desire for this magnificent cock which had created me and I wanted to suck it, to worship it, to please it beyond imagination. Slowly, I swallowed the rock-hard length inch by inch into my mouth till it was touching the entrance of my throat. 

It was awesome to feel Dad's thick meat sliding into my mouth and almost down my throat and my own blood-filled member throbbed in excitement. My lips were tightly wrapped around the base of his pillar, my nose buried in his curly damp undergrowth. Then maintaining the firm grip of his flesh with my lips, I slowly moved my head up his length, till only his cockhead remained in my mouth. Removing my mouth completely off his prick, I licked around the crown, the tip of my tongue teasing the edges and grooves and finally teasing his dick-hole. Dad's cock twitched menacingly when I did that. 

I felt a hand stroking my head and shoulders as I worshipped Dad's shaft and realised it was Mom. She had moved away from Leela's breast and was watching me blow Dad. Seconds later her other hand sought my erect cock, gripping the pulsating shaft over the sarong material. Then pulling at the waistline, she released the sarong and uncovered the object of her desire. Her loving fingers encircled my bloated teenage prick and stroked it slowly as she watched me loving Dad. 

"Mmmmm...so hard Chellam...throbbing...mmmm" she hissed, her fingers squeezing the length of my shaft. 

Mom leaned forward and kissed my left ear, her tongue teasing my ear-lobe as her fingers gripped my steel-hard prick tightly. Her breathing was heavy and I sensed that she was turned on as well with the family loving. I gently withdrew Dad's monster dick from my mouth, holding the magnificent meat in my hand, and exchanged a deep, loving kiss with Mom. Her tongue frantically penetrated my mouth inviting me to feast on her and her magical eyes sparkled with uncontrollable desire for me while she continued to stroke my throbbing cock. 

Suddenly, as if a thought had struck her mind, she broke up our kiss abruptly, stood up and hurriedly headed towards the bathroom, picking up her towel on the way from the cloth rack. I assumed that it was only a call of nature and re-focused on Dad's lingam, eagerly stroking the immensely thick meat and lowering my mouth over his shining red knob again. 

As my mouth engulfed my father's sublime manhood, I could hear the shower running in the bathroom and guessed that Mom was probably having a quick wash and shower. Call it wishful imagination but in my horny, teenage mind, I visualised Mom soaping and washing her pussy clean for me and my erect young cock throbbed in incestuous expectation. 

Just then the movements on the bed went up a gear and Dad started to slowly thrust his colossal meat up into my oral orifice excitedly. 

"Appaaaaa...yes...lick my clit...there...yessssss...suck it" squealed Leela, prompting a power throb in Dad's cock as I deep-throated his intense hardness again. 

"Mmmmm...slurrrrrpppppp...aaaahhhhhh" moaned Dad, enjoying the dual action of orally giving and receiving. 

I was totally focussed on pleasuring Dad and started to mouth-fuck his massive organ enthusiastically, bobbing my head up and down, relishing the blood-engorged shaft sliding up my mouth. The sensations that I was feeling, as I licked, sucked and deep-throated Dad's cock, was quite unbelievable. 

All sorts of mixed-up thoughts were running through my mind as I pleasured Dad with my mouth. I had never in my wildest dreams imagined that I would even touch another guy's prick, let alone take it in my mouth and here I was, sucking wantonly on a monster-sized live sample albeit my father's and enjoying it immensely. I had been drooling unashamedly over his magnificent phallus from the first time I saw it a few days ago. And I was sure I would be sucking Dad's cock many more times in the future.  

"Mmmmmmm...aaaahhhh" moaned Dad, as he penetrated my mouth with increased frenzy, his sound muffled by Leela's virgin beaver. 

As I continued to blow Dad eagerly, out of the corner of my eye I saw the bathroom door open and Mom step out with a big towel wrapped around her tightly. She had tied her hair into a bun and was drying her feet with another towel. She then quickly pulled on a clean, sleeveless, flared nightdress over her body, covering her down to just below her shins, and elegantly removed the towel from under her dress, without exposing herself. Slowly she approached the bed, her face radiant. She kneeled down next to me and her clean freshness further intoxicated my already lust-filled senses. 

On the bed, Leela upped her tempo, her exquisite body on the verge of a powerful orgasm while Dad meanwhile started to thrust harder into my mouth, lifting his bums off the mattress. This only served to stimulate me further and I increased the suction power on his mammoth cock. 

"Apppaaaaaa...mmmm...please...lick me, lick me, lick me...yesssss" screamed Leela again in intense pleasure, the bed shaking as she approached her climax. 

Mom reached out to touch both her children in loving encouragement, her right hand stroked Leela's back while her left hand patted my head, sliding her palm over my hair. As I continued to suck heartily on my father's massive love-stick, my mind was really overwhelmed by the different emotions running through my head at the time - a powerful feeling of love and bond to my family and an irresistible desire to love and be loved by all of them. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 10



Encouraged by Mom's comforting hand and by Leela's impending climax, I started to bob up and down unashamedly, sliding my mouth effortlessly over the length of Dad's shaft while my tongue twirled around his flesh, feeling every blood-filled vein. My fingers kept stroking the base of the enormous meat while my lips feasted on the throbbing flesh, sucking and massaging. 

"Goddd!! Appppaaaaa...lick me...push your tongue inside my pussy...yesssssssssssss. Mmmmmm...aaaaaaaahhhhhh...unnnhhhhhhhhhh" Leela screamed out in pleasure, as the bed began to shake violently with their increased movements. 

I briefly released Dad's bloated cock from my mouth to watch the glorious spectacle. Wrapping my fingers around his throbbing wet meat, I caressed and stroked him slowly as I stared spellbound at the taboo loving on the bed. Mom looked at me knowingly and prodded me to move closer to her where I could enjoy a frontal view. I loosened my grip on my father's stupendous erection and moved my hand away, shifting closer to Mom. 

We were about to witness something outstandingly erotic. Leela was a sight to behold, so sexually mesmerizing to watch. Supporting herself on her knees, her hands let go of the headboard and encircled the back of Dad's head, pulling his face up harder against her treasure hole. Then she began to squirm and thrash her bottom, humping his face in complete abandon. It was an act of pure animal lust as she fucked Dad's face savagely and my over-excited cock throbbed wickedly, witnessing the outrageous loving on the bed. 

"Unnnhhh...yesssss...yesssss...unhh...unnhhh...unnnnhhhhhh...more...more...more. Make me cum...Paaaaa...make me explode...yesss...I want to cum on your face" she cried deliriously, her eyes glazed with extreme sexual pleasure as she uttered taboo words of lust, urging Dad to finish her off. 

Needing no further encouragement, Dad buried his face into her wanton pussy and devoured her like a maniac, licking and sucking in total frenzy while his fingers dug into her firm, rounded bums, willing her to explode. His tongue worked in overdrive, accompanied by loud, wet licking sounds. His massive meat, jutting out vertically from his hairy groin, was throbbing ominously as he ravished Leela's hungry cunt. 

She began to jerk furiously and ground her pussy hard and fast against Dad's face. A monumental explosion was imminent and we watched in excited anticipation as Leela's perfect body began to tighten and then froze for a split-second. 

"Apppaaaaa..." screamed Leela and at the same time, her hands released their hold on Dad's head and cupped her pussy, as if trying to cover her divine orifice. 

Dad rested his head back on the pillow and just watched in utter surprise as Leela then used her hands and fingers, to part her pussy lips, unashamedly showing her most private parts to him, her father. He stared shell-shocked, seemingly hypnotized, at her treasure trove and his hands held her firm thighs, as her body began to shudder and tremble out of control into a powerful orgasm. 

"Apppppaaaaaaaa...YESSSSSSSSS...cummmmminnnnnnggggg...aaaaaahhhhhhhh..." Leela screamed, looking down at Dad, while her body shook violently in fits-like spasms. 

Mom and I watched in stunned silence as Leela's virgin pussy then squirted a clear spray of her divine nectar on Dad's face, her thighs shaking powerfully as she exploded in total release. 

"Ammmaaaaa...I'm cummmmmiiiiiinnnnnnggggg...aaaaaahhhhhhh" she called out to Mom, her body rocking, as her yoni sprayed more cunt juice over Dad's face, wetting him to his surprised delight. 

"Oh my God...Leela...baby...sweetheart...beautiful...cum baby...release your honey" stammered Mom, her hand trembling noticeably as she stroked Leela's back, seemingly a little shaken up herself at the wonderful spectacle. 

It was really an unbelievable sight to witness, as Leela's pussy juice sprayed out like a geyser. My body spasmed in sheer sexual excitement - I felt a powerful sensation in my balls and my teenage cock throbbed uncontrollably - as if wanting to ejaculate together with Leela. Consciously I slipped my right hand down to my rock-hard shaft and the fingers of my right hand squeezed the spot which Aayahmah had showed me, trying to prevent my release. 

I noticed Dad's cock too throbbing violently, moving and swaying like a huge snake stalking a prey and I reached out with my left hand to grasp it again, my fingers quickly encircling the incomparable lingam. He probably would last much longer since he had already exploded at least three times that night but I still squeezed his cockhead, trying to control his release as well. 

Leela sat down again on Dad's face and started to hump furiously, her hips bucking and gyrating seductively, lovingly fucking her father's eager face. Dad licked and lapped like the experienced lover he was, making delightfully obscene wet noises, while he started once again to thrust his gigantic throbbing cock through my fingers. 

"Apppaaaa...yesssssssssssssssss...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh...don't stop licking me...ever...aaaaaahhhhhhhh" cried Leela deliriously as she pussy-fucked Dad's face steadily, not wanting to stop. 

Mom continued to caress Leela's back and planted kisses on her sweaty back, to comfort her through her climax. Mom was now on her hands and knees, her delightfully sexy bums raised behind her, swaying seductively. As she comforted Leela, her own body was visibly trembling in little shivers as if she was feeling and sharing her daughter's orgasm. I guessed Mom was as sexually turned on as Dad and I were, overawed by Leela's extraordinary release. Leela's out-of-this-world orgasm was blowing all our minds completely. 

Mom's thin nightdress did little to hide her treasures underneath and my right hand glided away from my groin and moved on its own will to Mom's voluptuous behind, covered only by her loose dress. My fingers immediately started stroking and caressing her rounded bums gently over the thin material while my left hand continued to stroke my father's erect meat which was twitching excitedly in my fingers. 

I half-expected Mom to push my hand away or to move her bottom away as she was totally naked underneath her nightdress and I was pleasantly surprised when she did neither. Instead, swaying her bums even more as if to tease me, she turned to look at me and her desire-filled eyes invited me to explore further. 

"Touch me, darling" Mom mouthed her words to me in a silent whisper and her knees moved further apart on the floor, parting her womanly thighs. 

Her words sounded like magic to my teenage ears and I needed no further encouragement. Electric signals went straight from my ears to my over-charged prick which throbbed excitedly and my left hand automatically increased the tightness around Dad's monster cock, causing him to jerk as well. 

"Mmmmmm...Maaaaa...Paaaaa...mmmmmm...aaaahhh...love youuuuuu" moaned Leela in utter satisfaction as her body rode through the throes of her orgasm. 

As Mom continued to caress and comfort Leela, my right hand slid slowly under the flares of her nightdress from behind and ventured between her thighs. I felt her shiver as my hand grazed her right upper thigh and she immediately closed her thighs together, trapping my hand between her thighs. 

Turning my hand so that my palm was facing upwards, I gently touched her divine treasure, immediately relishing the magical warmth radiating from her hairy pussy, which I had already felt earlier that afternoon. I cupped her ripe womanhood and fanned my fingers over her forested region, exploring the hairy wetness. 

Mom turned to look at me again as my hand made contact with her most private part. Her Goddess' face, complete with a sensual temptress' smile, intoxicated my youthful senses. She was notably turned on, her lips parted slightly, the tip of her tongue seductively visible, and as I slipped my middle finger between her petals and gently stroked her on the outside of her hairy slit, a silent gasp escaped her lips. 

I released Dad's cock momentarily and my left hand attempted to lift Mom's nightdress, to uncover her bottom and expose her nakedness to my eyes. I desired so much to see and love her womanly treasures. Mom caught my hand instantly and prevented me from doing just that. She shook her head and I respected her request, slowly also removing my right hand from between her legs as she turned her body away from the bed to face me. 

Standing on her knees, her body upright, she held both my hands, kissed the palms of my hands and promised me with another silent whisper "When we are alone together darling, you can see, touch and explore all what you desire." 

"I love you, Ma and I want you so much" I lip-read to her, kneeling upright in front of her, my cock throbbing between my parted thighs. 

"I want you too, Chellam...so much" she replied in silent mode and kissed my palms once again. 

Then holding my right hand with hers, she guided my hand under her the flares of her nightdress, parting her delectable thighs to allow access. She made me touch her love temple, letting me feel her excited wetness for some seconds before guiding my middle finger to touch the folds of her petals again. Leaving my hand under her dress, her right hand sought my taboo prick and her fingers immediately encircled the hardened, boy-meat. 

"Mmmmmm...aaaaahhhh...feeels so good...mmmmmm" cooed Leela behind us, her movements slowing down to a gentle trot. 

We gazed at the taboo lovers on the bed as our own incestuous fingers toyed and caressed each other's forbidden private parts. Dad, his gigantic cock pulsing with high octane energy, was still greedily lapping the nectar oozing out his daughter's oasis. His cock looked frighteningly bigger than ever. Leela was hardly moving now, just sitting on Dad's face and letting her father lick and suck her pussy to his heart's content. 

As Mom ran her finger over my bloated cockhead, swiping the potent pre-cum leaking copiously from the tip, my middle finger touched her erect clit, eliciting a moan from her and making her thighs spread wider. She leaned forward and deep-kissed me for some seconds, her tongue immediately penetrating my mouth while her fingers spread the sticky boy juice all over my shaft and stroked it. 

"So much desire to feel you inside me right now, Chellam...cannot wait any longer" Mom whispered to me in the sweetest of voices, finally expressing her burning urge. 

Her words again sounded like magic and my cock twitched in excitement. As we kissed again, Mom squeezed my teenage cock in response while I inserted my middle finger slowly into her burning cauldron till it was knuckle-deep inside her temple. There was a sudden rush of warmth into my body when my finger tip touched the inside of Mom's divine orifice as if I had touched an energy source. I had not felt that sensation with either Aayahmah or Leela when I had fingered them - Mom's temple was indeed differently special as I had anticipated. 

Meanwhile from the bed, as if choreographed, we heard Leela express the same desire to Dad "I want to feel you inside me, Pa." 

"Mmmm...would love that darling but need to be careful, I am close to exploding" cautioned Dad, conscious of the consequences. 

Mom broke off our kiss and turned to look at the taboo couple on the bed for a split second, our hands still toying with each other's pleasure organs. She appeared to give her silent blessings to them and then refocused her attention on me, her face visibly glowing now with a combination of love, lust and desire. 

Over on the bed, Leela slid down Dad's face and sat on his midsection, still cooing in pleasure, her love-filled eyes locked onto Dad's. Her hands caressed Dad's wet face, as if rubbing her virgin pussy cream into his skin. Slowly her fingers teased Dad's lips, the same lips which had touched and pleasured her sacred pussy. 

"I love you, Pa" she whispered to Dad lovingly and then bent forwards to plant a kiss on his chest. 

Leela slid her bottom further down Dad's body till she reached his groin. Then lifting her bottom up and over his erect pole, she sat on his thighs and cupped his throbbing meat with both hands, stroking the mighty lingam with lustful desire. She slid further down Dad's thighs to his knees, enabling her to bend forwards to capture the object of her desire into her mouth. 

"Mmmm..." Mom moaned into my ears, as we watched Leela lick Dad's beautiful cock with her tongue, like a schoolgirl licking a lollipop, and then expertly deep-throat him. 

"Leela...yesssssssss...aaaahhhhh" groaned Dad loudly, as she sucked hard on his mammoth prick. 

Watching Leela tease Dad only served to excite us even further and I felt my finger being squeezed rhythmically by Mom's mature pussy, strong constrictions of her vaginal muscles, prompting me to push a second finger inside her incredible furnace. Her pussy was leaking and drops of her nectar were collecting on my palm as I finger-fucked her. Her mesmerizing eyes were glazed with lust and desire as her fingers stroked my hard cock eagerly. My physical and emotional self was on the verge of an unbelievable explosion. 

"Need to feel you inside me now, Chellam...please, darling..." pleaded Mom into my ears, her incestuous words, audible only to me. 

This was the moment I had been waiting for. Her loving words, longing for me overwhelmed my senses. I felt a special warm feeling engulf my entire body, knowing that my mother wanted me to love her intimately. Frustratingly though, I was so close to exploding and I let Mom know. 

"I won't last long, Ma..." I told her a little regretfully, as I felt Mom remove my hand from under her nightdress with urgency. 

"Don't worry Chellam...am also close...just let me feel you inside me even if it is for a few brief seconds..." encouraged Mom, almost desperately, while prompting me to sit on my bums on the smooth wooden floor, with my back upright and my thighs spread on the floor. 

My erect, teenage prick was pointing upwards from my groin at an 80 degree angle, hard as a rock and looking bigger than it ever did. Mom stroked it lovingly and then stood up for a brief second, her feet anchored outside my thighs, her knees grazing my upper arms. She then slowly lowered her body to sit on my legs, facing me with her legs crossed over my legs, knees bent and thighs spread. 

Mom had skillfully moved her nightdress a little, so that her naked bottom was in contact with my thighs but little else of her womanhood was exposed to me and more interestingly, her flared nightdress had covered my super-hard prick as well. My cock was agonizingly close to my dream, my mother's incredible pussy, and I could feel the loving heat radiating from her furnace. My cock twitched and throbbed wickedly in anticipation of being buried inside the ultimate taboo cunt. 

On the bed, Leela had released Dad's awesome shaft from her mouth and slid her bottom up towards his groin. Dad's magnificent lingam was throbbing threateningly - he seemed once again ready for another explosion. Positioning her pussy above his cockhead, she held his meat and rubbed the mouth-watering mushroom head along her slit wantonly, forwards and backwards. 

"Aaahhhhh..." groaned Dad in sheer pleasure, as Leela then lowered her upper body onto his torso, teasing his chest with her perfectly pointed nipples and simultaneously, grinding her virgin pussy slowly along his magnificent manhood. 

"Mmmmm...just push it in a little Pa...please...I want to feel you inside me" purred Leela, as she lifted her bottom and used her fingers to maneuver Dad's mushroom head to the entrance of her virgin tunnel. 

Under her nightdress, Mom's expert fingers had likewise guided my cockhead to the divine opening of her forested folds and as we watched Leela start to churn the mouth of her pussy with Dad's pink head, Mom lifted her bottom slightly, moved forward, and literally captured my knob between her experienced pussy lips, using her fingers to position it properly. 

The first contact of my cock with her pussy sent shivers down my spine and spread all over my teenage body. My hands intuitively held her hips gently without applying any pressure, as she teased my cockhead, rubbing it wantonly against her wet, hairy slit for some seconds before guiding my taboo cock to penetrate the mature folds of her treasure hole. 

All kind of emotions ran through my mind, at that magical second before penetration, and I looked deep into her loving eyes, aware that our lives will be changing forever. And, then the physical sensations as my cockhead started to slide into her vagina - it was exquisite, beyond anything I had experienced up to now, a beautifully intoxicating feeling radiating out from deep inside her womb through my cock and spreading out to every cell of my body. Not even my virgin penetration of my Aayahmah's pussy felt anything like that. 

"Ammaaaaaaaaa...aaaaahhhhhh...mmmmmmm" I growled out loud, overwhelmed by the feeling of my cock driving deep into my mother's heavenly tunnel. 

Mom's eyes lit up lovingly, sparkling like jewels, as she felt my throbbing fat dick slide into her forbidden temple. Her body was quivering in little shivers and her face glowed like the Goddess she was, expressing her love and desire for me. A moaning gasp escaped her seductively-parted lips. 

"GODDDD...Chellam...my darling son...your cock...mmmmm...feels beautiful. Aaaaahhhhhhhhh...yesssss...give it all to Amma please" screamed Mom, as my prick slid effortlessly all the way into her well lubricated love-chute. 

Hearing our squeals of pleasure, Dad and Leela stopped their love-making momentarily to look at us. They could not see our physical lingam-yoni union, as our groins were fully covered by Mom's nightdress but we left little else to imagination as to what we were doing. We could feel the voyeuristic eyes of Dad and Leela glancing over us but this just added to the overwhelming sexual desire engulfing all four of us. 

The penetration was exquisitely electric and the added emotional feeling of loving my own mother was simply unbearable for my teenage senses. Her cunt muscles gripped me tight like a vice and started milking me, powerful squeezes that generated a million beautiful sensations all over my body. 

My body was literally shaking in pleasure and I could not at all stop the imminent explosion. My hands held Mom's hips tightly and I thrust my rock-hard cock deep into her love hole till it touched the back of her womb, almost lifting Mom off the ground, and then I felt my dick swell to mega-proportions and erupt like a volcano. 

"Ammmmaaaaaa...aaaaaahhhhhh...cummmiiiiiiiing...aaaaahhhhhhh" I screamed, blasting load after load of fresh taboo cum deep inside my mother's womb, the same womb which had given life to me. 

"Ohhhhhhhh...Chellam...YESSS...I feel you...mmmm...beautiful...aaaahhhh...give it to meeee...Chellam...aaaaahhh" she cried as my cum missiles hit the back wall of her incredible cunt. 

"Ammmmaaaa...aaaaahhhhh...feels so good...aaaaahhhhhh" I moaned helplessly, totally overcome by the incomparable sensations pulsating through my body, as huge squirts of taboo semen blasted out of my cock. 

"Mohan...baby...your cock...aahh...awesome...unnnhhh...yesssss...so hard...so strong...so deeeeep...aaahhhhhh" she moaned and started to move, rotating her hips and grinding her bums around my rampant cock, using it to churn her divine depths. 

My hands encircled Mom's back, hugging her close to me, my head resting on her well-endowed bosom, as I kept thrusting into her, still releasing my boy juice. I was sobbing in pleasure as tears flowed freely down my eyes, overwhelmed by the sensations running through my body. Mom held me to her breasts, stroking my hair and continued to buck and heave on my stubbornly hard cock, moving her pelvis and hips expertly like an erotic lap dancer, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of my prick deep inside her hole. 




Watching My Loving Parents Ch. 10



Mom's cunt was simply awesome, deliciously tight despite her age and despite the fact that Dad had already royally fucked her earlier that night and now filled to the brim with my semen. Her magnificent pussy was clenching and milking me wantonly, strong steady contractions as if wanting to empty my balls and at the same time willing me to remain hard. Aayahmah was absolutely fantastic but Mom was just incomparable - she was a love goddess beyond compare. 

"Mmmmm...Chellam...love your cock...unnnhhhhhh...just unbelievable...aaahhhhhh" Mom cooed in pleasure, "so hardddd...so..deeeeep...inside me. YESSSSS...aaaahhhhh." 

We hugged each other tightly, relishing the extraordinary bond of mother and son. Tears continued to flow freely from my eyes as I savored my extraordinary release, sobbing into my mother's bosom. Her hands caressed my head and back as I snuggled against her breasts and she planted loving kisses on the top of my head, to comfort me. But she did not for a second stop her movements. Impaled on my permanently stiff cock, she continued to buck and grind her body and her unbelievable vaginal muscles continued to squeeze and massage my throbbing young meat. 

"Awesome to watch you both" cooed Leela, her words acknowledging the path we had all taken. 

Having somewhat regained control of my senses, I opened my eyes to the loving view of Dad and Leela smiling at us. Leela was on top of Dad, her virgin cunt poised over Dad's beautiful erect meat. They had obviously postponed their love-play to watch Mum and me and it seemed they were eager to re-start their own loving. 

"Slowly, darling..." we heard Dad caution Leela, as she lowered her pussy to his blood-engorged cockhead and tried to accommodate the mushroom tip slowly into her virgin twat. 

As we watched them, our movements did not cease. While Mom rode my boy cock effortlessly, I started to match her with strong, powerful thrusts into her magnificent quivering yoni. The power of her constrictions was out-of-this-world and invited me to twitch my cock every time her muscles clamped tight around my flesh. 

I was madly in love with my mother and planted gentle kisses on her bosom, feeling the hardened nipples under her dress, while deep inside her tunnel her divine yoni was worshipping my lingam. 

"I love you, Chellam...I really feel you now" whispered Mom to me, as we rocked together like lovers, hugging each other tightly. 

"I love you, Mom...more than anything" I responded, multi-twitching my cock rapidly inside her. 

"Unnnhhhh...Apppaaaa...you're so big...aahhh...stretching my pussy...aaaaaaahhhhh" squealed Leela, not so much in pain it seemed but more in anxiety to feel him inside her. 

Leela's cry prompted Dad to just hold his movement and let the entrance of her virgin cunt get used to his huge size. He guided Leela to lie on his body, her head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her. His hands than moved down to cup her tight bums and guided her to hump him gently. 

"Just move slowly sweetheart, I will not push it in any deeper" guided Dad calmingly. 

"Mmmmmm...aaaahhhh...love you, Pa...just beautiful to feel you inside me..." cooed Leela, as she began to slowly hump him. 

"Yesss...darling...your pussy...so tight...aaaahhhhh. Gonna explode soon, sweetheart" moaned Dad in incestuous pleasure, his fingers cajoling Leela to buck and hump his monster prick. 

"Yes...Paaaaa...cum for me Pa...please...aaaahhhhh..." Leela encouraged him, increasing the tempo of her movements. 

"Mmmm...aaaahhhhh...yesssss...aaaahhhh" growled Dad, in sheer ecstasy, enjoying the tightness of Leela's virgin cunt. 

Aware of what was happening on the bed, Mom's incomparable pussy was likewise busily urging my prick to increase our own tempo, her mature cunt milking me spasmodically. Her divine nectar, mixed with the copious amount of my seed which I had ejaculated by the gallons into her hole, was now flowing freely in abundance, down my thick shaft to my balls. 

"Mmmmm...aaaaahhhhhh...you are incredible, Ma...feels so good being inside you...could make love to you the whole day" I groaned, as her pussy literally sucked and squeezed me simultaneously, as if an invisible suction pump was inside her cunt. 

"Apppaaaaa...YESSSSS. Feels so good...mmmmm...going to cum soon..." warned Leela, her body humping in quickened successions now and the bed beginning to shake violently. 

"Me too, sweetheart...mmmmm...aaaahhhhh...unnnhhhh...aaaahhhhh" cried Dad unashamedly, thrusting gently up into her, wanting to seal the loving union with his daughter. 

"Fuck me, Pa...aaahhhh...cum for your little daughter...aaaaaahhhh...YESSSSS..." squealed Leela in delight, caring little for obscenities. 

"Leela...sweetheart...YESSS...Appa's going to cum...aaaaahhhhhh" shouted Dad with urgency and quickly lifted Leela off his mighty lingam, not wanting to impregnate her with his potent semen. 

Leela, moaning deliriously in frenzied desire, immediately grabbed his monstrous wet and throbbing cock with both her hands and rubbed it against the folds of vagina rapidly, but carefully aware of her actions. The next instant the first blast of thick cum ejected from the tip of Dad's colossal dick and splashed across the front of Leela's groin, coating her silky forest with his white cream. 

"Aaaaaahhhh...Leelaaaaa...yesssss...aaaahhhhhhh" moaned Dad, in crazed desire, as he willingly released more semen, consciously glad that his incestuous seed was not entering his daughter's fertile womb. 

"Raniiiiiiii...I am cummmiiiiing on my daughter's pussy...aaaaahhhhhh" Dad squealed to Mom, lifting his bums off the bed, overcome with what was happening, his cock still impressively hard and ejaculating. 

"Yesssss...Pa...mmmmm...cover my pussy with your honey...aaaah...going to cum toooo" encouraged Leela, her hands stroking his still-thick length with vigor, wanting him to release completely. 

"Yes darling...explode...cum for Appa...aaaaahhhhhh..." moaned Dad, completely overwhelmed by his own release, his prick stubbornly remaining half-erect still. 

Outrageously, Leela pressed Dad's semi-erect length against her slit and rubbed herself to orgasm, her clit against Dad's mushroom head, pushing herself over the edge. 

"Apppppaaaaaaa...Ammmmaaaaaa...Mohaaaaannnn...I'mmmmm...cummmmminnnnnnnngggg...aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh..." she screamed, as another powerful orgasm shook her exceptional feminine body. 

Watching them explode triggered us spontaneously into urgent action and I raised my bums off the wooden floor and forced my blood-engorged shaft deep into Mom's extraordinary cunt. By experience, Mom pounded her well-lubricated pussy in rapid succession onto my cock as I elevated her. My hands slipped down to her bums and my fingers dug into her mature ass-flesh, urging her to ride me harder. 

"Do me, Chellam...uunnnhhhh...fuck me please...yes...hard and fast...aaaahhhhh...finish me...nowww...pleaaasssee" she urged me with taboo words, her pussy contracting with such powerful squeezes. 

"Keep moving, Ma...please" I pleaded, begging her to fuck me hard but consciously not using the four-letter word, and twitching my cock inside her pussy. 

"Aaaaahhhhhh...mmmmmmm...awesome Pa...love your cock" cooed Leela, her orgasm subsiding slowly. 

"Love you too sweetheart...you were just out of this world...mmmmm" Dad responded to her, the movements on the bed subsiding slowly. 

"Your cock is talking to me...deeep inside me...aaaahhhhhh...magical" cooed Mom, pounding and grinding her irrepressible cunt on my throbbing monster. 

"Mmmmm...yes, love you squeezing me Ma...so powerful...mmmm...keep doing that...aaaaahhhh" I responded to Mom, as her pussy walls gripped my rod like a vice, and then releasing it for a second only to grip it tight again. 

"Mmmmm...wish I could feel you cumming inside me...filling my pussy..." said Leela to Dad softly, a touch of sentiment in her voice. 

"One of these days, darling...when it is safe..." replied Dad, more or less giving us all the indication that our family loving tonight was not going to be a one-off event. 

"Promise?" she teased him. 

"I promise, sweetheart...mmmmm" answered Dad and then ushered her "Look at your Mom and little brother...so lovely to watch them loving." 

"Yes, beautiful...they are close...mmmmm" cooed Leela. 

As Leela gazed at us, Mom placed her hands on my shoulders for support and humped my cock, raising her bottom up and down rapidly, enjoying the pulsating taboo meat sliding in and out of her tunnel. Her boobs were heaving and bouncing under her nightdress and how I longed to suck them. I buried my face into her bosom again, my head nuzzled in the cushion of her tits, as I savored the unbelievably powerful contractions of her pussy. 

"Your cock, Chellam...beautiful...aaaaahhhhhhh...love you inside me. My own son is inside me...aaaahhhhh...yesssssss...and I love it" she cried in sheer lust, prompting me to thrust hard up into her tunnel of love. 

Aware that we were being watched, Mom and I thrust and ground our soaked groins together unashamedly, like mating wild animals, unable to control ourselves anymore. Only our pleasures mattered. I started to thrust in and out of her powerfully; pulling out almost all the way and then driving my cock in deep - in and out, in a steady nonstop action. Mom was moaning, her lips planting kisses on my neck as she fucked me, literally bouncing up and down on my thick hard phallus. 

"Don't stop Chellam. YESSSSSSSSS... unnnhhh...unnhhhh...unnhhhhhh", she screamed unashamedly, encouraging me as she rode my rampant cock like a nymphomaniac. 

I increased my tempo, drilling into her quivering cunt mercilessly and soon felt her body stiffen. She hugged me tightly to her and her pussy clamped down hard on my cock not wanting to let it go. Just seconds later, her body shuddered repeatedly and then convulsed in spasms, as a mighty orgasm hit her. 

"Ohhhhh...aaaahhhhh...Mohaaaaaaaan...now...yes, yes...YESSSSSSSSSSSS," she yelled. 

At that instant, her exquisite pussy constricted so very tight around my cock, like a noose. It was so powerful a squeeze that I actually felt a little pain but it was a pain I welcomed. Simultaneously, her body started shivering violently, like a vibrator and as if my cock was the engine inside her. 

"YESSS...YESSSS...YESSSS...Chellam...finish meeee...aaahhhhh...fuck meeeee...please...aaaahhhhh" she screamed at me, no longer caring about obscenities and taboo words. 

I did just that for her, for my mother, my Goddess - I stabbed and plunged my teenage prick repeatedly into her forbidden temple, as deep as it could go, feeling her pussy convulsing out of control and showering my cock with gallons of her nectar. Mom pressed her mouth to the side of my neck to stifle her sounds but that did little to hold back her release. 

"YESSSSSS...CUMMMMMIIIIINNNGGGGGGGG...Athaaaaannnn...I am loving our son...aaaahhhhhhh...I love it...I love his cock inside me...aaaahhhhhh" Mom screamed to Dad, as her entire body shuddered in a powerful orgasm. 

"Yes, Rani...beautiful...make him explode with you, darling...make him explode inside you" encouraged Dad. 

"Unnnnh...unnnhhhh...unnnnhhhhhh...Yesss...cum with me, Mohan...pleeeeease...fill me with your seed again...please...don't stop...love you...aaaahhhh" she urged me, panting like a bitch and wanting more. 

"FUCK ME...FUCK ME...FUCK MEEEEEE" echoed around the room. 

Mom was extraordinarily wild as was her fantastic pussy, fucking my brains out like a bitch in heat. My mother's lusty, urging words, her sex-glazed eyes and her heavenly Goddess' face sent me over the top once again and with one final push I drove my thick cock deep into her womb, as deep as I could go. 

"Oh Goddddd...YESSSSSS...Ammmmmaaaa...aaaaaahhhhhh...cummmmmiiiiiiinnnnggg againnnnnnnn...aaaaaahhhhhh" I groaned in sheer ecstasy and for the second time in a short few minutes, my rampant cock literally expanded and then erupted in a mind-blowing explosion inside my mother's exceptional cunt. 

It felt just like the first time when I had exploded inside Aayahmah but the sensations I was feeling right now were many times the magnitude, amplified perhaps by my emotions. My body literally trembled with the raw power of my release as strong jets of my hot lava blasted directly into my mother's sacred temple, one enormous squirt after the other filling her inexhaustible hole. 

"Ammmmaaaaaaaa...aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh" I bellowed, tears streaming down from my eyes again as the mega-climax blew my mind. 

"Chellam...aaaaahhhhhhh...keep fucking meeeee...aaaahhhhh" she whimpered, like a sex-starved woman, her cunt greedily milking my cock while her body was still shuddering from her own orgasm. 

"YESSSS...Ammmmmma...YESSSS...aaaahhhhh" I kept crying as I stabbed my engorged cock in rapid succession into her yoni, squirting more cum into her overflowing hole, totally overcome by the intense sensations all over my body. 

I felt a hand patting my sweaty head as I continued to thrust and fuck my mother's insatiable pussy. Incredibly, our point of union was still mostly hidden from view by Mom's nightdress but our combined love juices were oozing and leaking out, soaking our groins and my thighs, accompanied by wet squishy noises as I kept on drilling into her divine orifice. 

"I love you...I love you...I love you..." Mom kept repeating, as her pussy continued to prompt me to pleasure her, contracting and squeezing my cock, willing it to remain hard for her. 

"Awesome...so beautiful..." praised Leela, planting a kiss on top of my head. 

Mom rested her bums on my thighs again and I hugged her to me tightly, just overcome with love for her. We both reluctantly slowed down our movements even though our bodies were still trembling in pleasure albeit the aftershocks. Mom's incomparable vaginal muscles continued to work overtime to caress and love my prick. We stayed like that for a few minutes, speechless, letting our mind-blowing sensations cease. 

There was utter silence in the room apart from the squishy wet sounds originating from under Mom's nightdress. We sat there together, joined, just relishing the warm afterglow, nuzzling and caressing each other, without uttering any words. The only movement taking place was deep inside her pussy where my cock was being showered with love by the contractions of her cunt. 

"Mmmm...I definitely have got competition now" Dad teased Mom while patting my shoulder. 

"It was an...an awesome experience, Athan. I...I can't explain it - I...I thought my mind and body were going to explode open...mmm" Mom stammered to Dad, slowly catching her breath while she continued to milk my prick with her magnificent twat. 

"Guess your Dad was correct about Mohan being special" joked Dad. 

Mom sniggered and then looking into my eyes, she asked me "Was it good for you too, Chellam?" 

"Yess...my God...didn't you feel it, Ma? My whole body, every cell on my body ignited. It was so intense, out of this world" I answered, my cock twitching inside her loving cunt, still trying to comprehend what had happened. 

Dad and Leela, both still naked, got down to the floor beside Mom and I; Leela on one side and Dad on the other. Mom was still sitting on my thighs and my cock, remained semi-hard, refusing to exit her incredible pussy. Our incestuous love juices, combined, copious and sticky, were leaking from her divine orifice, down my shaft and dropping on the floor. 

The four of us hugged each other in turns and then placed our arms over each other's shoulders, forming a closed chain; acknowledging the path we had taken, knowing that our lives would never be the same again. Mom's super cunt continued to tirelessly massage my taboo cock through all this. 

"I love you all" we said together in a solemn promise and for some seconds we remained still, as if letting what had transpired sink into to our minds. Only my cock twitched inside Mom's yoni, expressing our own special bond. 

Some long minutes later, we slowly broke up our hold and Mom broke the silence. 

"We all need to get some sleep now, my darlings. Still got to work tomorrow" advised Mom, but made no effort to lift herself off my cock or thighs. 

Dad and Leela stood up first, almost simultaneously and hugged each other close, sharing their newly-found closeness. 

"Good night, sweetheart" said Dad and planted a kiss on top of Leela's head. 

"Good night, Appa. I love you" answered Leela, before gently breaking up their hug. 

Her hand sought his flaccid wet manhood almost without any thought and grasped the thick sticky flesh in her fingers and caressed it lovingly, her eyes locked with Dad's. A long second later, she brought her hand to her lips and kissed it. 

"Thanks, Pa" she whispered lovingly and then picked up her clothes, pulling on her panties almost instantly, followed by her pyjama top. 

"Sleep well, darling. It's been a big night for all of us" said Dad, wrapping himself in his sarong before moving towards the bathroom. 

"Yes, a big night and probably a new beginning" uttered Mom and then cautioned "but what happened has to remain within these four walls." 

We all nodded in agreement, aware of the consequences. 

As Dad opened the bathroom door, Mom called out to him "Be quick, Athan. I need to use the bathroom too." 

Leela looked at us sitting on the floor and smiled knowingly that Mom and I were probably still enjoying the last bits of our mighty orgasm. She stepped towards Mom and knelt down at her side and hugged her lovingly. My semi-hard cock still buried in Mom's cum-filled twat twitched, inducing a squeeze from Mom. 

I could not help notice the similarity between these two exquisite female creatures, both delightfully beautiful and both outrageously sexed. They shared a silent moment together, just relishing the loving bond. And, as I watched them my teenage prick twitched again in excitement at the thought of more delightful loving adventures with both these women. I could not hide the wicked smile on my face. 

"Why the smile?" asked Leela cheekily, gently releasing Mom. 

"Nothing really. Just thought about what happened" I answered, feeling Mom's outrageous cunt constricting tight again. 

"You are a man now, kiddo. And before my holidays are over, I am going to fuck your brains out" Leela responded with her own cynical smile, almost as if it was the most natural thing to say to her little brother and then apologized for using the four-letter word. 

"Promise?" I teased her. 

"You better believe it, my dear brother" Leela answered before moving towards the door. 

We wished her good night and as Leela walked out the door, Mom hugged me again tight to her and planted kisses all over my face. 

"Your cock is something special, Chellam. No wonder your Aayamah can't keep her hands off you" she said to me, a squeeze accompanying her sentence. 

"I love you, Ma. The feeling as I exploded inside you the second time was out of this world...mmmmm" I replied her, recollecting the unbelievable sensations, and twitched my cock excitedly inside her cum-filled pussy. 

"I better get up before I do what your sister just promised you" Mom joked, giving one last mega squeeze before slowly disengaging her magnificent yoni from my semi-erect lingam. 

Her left hand held on to my shoulder as she stood up slowly and her right hand immediately covered her cum-filled pussy with the lower part of her nightdress. I stood up after her and faced her, our bodies centimeters apart, I looked at her enchanting face, intoxicated by her mature, satisfied look. Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes were bewitching, as if tempting me to do something spontaneous, something outrageous. 

Just as a crazy thought crossed my mind - to drop down to my knees, lift up her nightdress and kiss and lick her foaming pussy - the bathroom door opened and Dad stepped out, breaking us out of the magical spell binding us. Mom kissed me goodnight and hurried into the bathroom. 




Watching My Mom



I don't think I can remember what triggered it, but I suppose it all began after Mom and Dad had split up just after I began my junior year in college. I was 21 years old. My dad had taken off to another city and Mom had been so devastated that I had moved back home from living on campus. In December, a few months after I moved back into my old room, I was home alone one night while my mom was next door at a Christmas party. I remember having a conversation with Mom while she was getting ready to go out. For some reason I began to take notice of how sexy she looked in her dress. This made me a little bit curious and I got the devious idea that I would spy on her that night. I went poking around the dark and dingy paint room in the basement of our old house when I came across a large broken mirror. The mirror was one of those large wall covering mirrors which had broken in two pieces. It must have been about 5 feet tall and about 3 feet across. I lugged the piece up to my room and placed up against my dresser at a slight angle opposite the side of my bed. 

My devious plan was a simple one; I would use the mirror to spy on my Mom's room which was directly across the hall from my own. I positioned the angle of the mirror so that, from my bed, I had a direct view into my mother's bedroom. I turned off my lights and hoped into bed. All I had to do was wait for Mom to come home and the show would begin! I was so excited. The mirror was so big I had a large image of the bedroom. And so I waited and waited... 

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity I heard the side door slam. Mom was home! I heard to the stairs creek as she made her way up to the second floor. She poked her head into my room. 

"Peter?" she said softly. 

Of course I didn't respond as I was fast asleep, as it was after all past 1 in the morning. As I feigned sleep, my heart was pounding with excitement. I was scared she might hear it. Within a moment I heard her step away. That was my cue and I turned over and gazed into the mirror. Now was the moment of truth, and just as I had hoped Mom left her door open. She must have been convinced I was sleeping. 

At the time Mom was in her early 40s. She's a fairly attractive, kind of short lady, standing about 5 feet tall. She had smaller tits, maybe about a 34c or so. In my estimation her best feature, though, was her curvaceous figure and nice round ass. She had these beautiful hips, not too fat or anything, just a nice shape. I had never really gotten a real good look at her naked, that I could remember anyways. 

By this time my heart was beating in my throat I was so excited. Lying on stomach, I ground my cock into my semi-closed Vaseline greased hand which I held under my abdomen in a cup shape. It was sheer pleasure, but I had to watch that I didn't cum too early! 

Anyways, as I watched in the mirror, Mom was as standing in front of her dresser. She had already undone the back of her blue skirt which she gently slipped off and placed on the foot of her bed. Underneath her skirt she was wearing white nylons and although her blouse was now hanging halfway down her hips I could see she was wearing nice white cotton panties. Then she slipped off her nylons which she stuffed into a ball and slipped them into the top drawer of her dresser. To my slight surprise she then turned and walked in my direction out into the hallway. She turned and walked into the bathroom which was located at the end of the hall in between our rooms. As she walked out into the hall I caught a glimpse of a the dark outline of her pussy. Holy Shit I thought.. 

For what seemed like an eternity, I listened to sound of her peeing in the bathroom. I couldn't see into the bathroom, so I imagined what it must have looked like. Within a few minutes she was out of the bathroom and no sooner did she come into my view when I noticed she no longer wearing her panties but carrying them in her hand. Here long blouse hung down pretty low, but I could now make out the bottom of her ass cheeks. Wow!! My cock stiffened. Slowly she walked to the back of her room and tossed the panties into the dirtily laundry hamper. She then turned and began to walk back in my direction towards her dresser. As she walked she was carefully unbuttoning her blouse from the bottom up. As she did so, her blouse split wider and wider as she undid the buttons, revealing to me a good view of her dark hared pussy. Holy Fuck!, I thought. Within a moment her blouse was off, but my gaze was still fixed on her beautiful pussy. My heart was pounding again in my throat. 

In what seemed like a single motion she undid the back of her bra and slipped it off. Mom's tits were firm and she had these lovely pointy red nipples. I was in awe and my hungry eyes feasted on the sights. At this point she was putting her skirt and blouse on a clothes hanger. She then turned to hang them up in the closet, finally giving me a view of her naked ass. Her heart shaped ass was nicer than I had imagined. Just then, the icing on the cake - she dropped the clothes hanger on her way to the closet and as she bent over to pick it up,I got this great view of her pussy from behind. No longer being able to hold back, I erupted with the most awesome orgasm imaginable. I must have oblivious to things at that moment because, little did I know it, but mom had actually heard me and noticed that I had been watching her through mirror.

That night must have been one of the most erotic experiences of my life. Those images in the mirror were forever burned in the back of my mind. I must have masturbated at least 3 or 4 times that night re-living the experience over and over again. Any guilt I may have been feeling was being completely overrun by the sheer erotic pleasure of the whole thing. I was so turned on, I knew absolutely that I had to see some more.

By the next evening, I was really horny with anticipation. My sister was a little surprised when I announced I was tired and that I was "going to bed early" that night. I hopped into bed and I waited, and I waited and I waited. Finally by midnight I heard Mom come up the stairs. I saw her come into the view of my mirror as she stepped into her room. I felt that sinking feeling of excitement. Mom was wearing a cotton button down blouse and a pair of levis. I admired how hot her ass looked in those jeans and I tried to imagine what it would look like naked again. I was getting my chance. With her back still turned she slowly took off the jeans. By this time I was no longer content fucking my hand in awkward positions. I needed some room to maneuver, so turning up on my side, I gently pulled the sheets back liberating my massive erection to the open air. With my cock all greased and lubricated I resumed my stroking as Mom finally pulled her jeans off. Then came the panties, and for a brief moment, I caught a glimpse of her wonderful ass before it was hidden underneath her hanging shirt.

As she had done the night before, mom walked to the back of her room and deposited her jeans into the dirty laundry. Turning around mom slowly walked to front of the room while she unbuttoned her shirt. My eyes were transfixed on sight of her pussy which was clearly in view. By the time she reached the doorway to her bedroom her shirt was completed undone. It was then that I realized that she wasn't wearing a bra. Holy fuck! I thought. This was going to be better than the night before. For some reason the surprise was real turn on and almost subconsciously, I picked up the pace of my stoking. From that point I would always look to see if Mom was wearing bra or not.

Consumed with the pleasure of my excitement it took me a few moments to notice that mom had froze. Looking up at her face, she seemed to look puzzled and within a few moments her eyes widened in recognition. Holy Shit!!! She was looking right at me. Mirror must have been to big or something, cause even though my room was very dark, Mom could still obviously see me. I froze like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, even holding my breath. It was of no use of course as Mom was able to see me clearly. I had been busted!

To my complete surprise, Mom marched across the hall and into my room like she had been shot out of a cannon. I didn't expect her to walk into my room almost naked like that. I fumbled aimlessly to pull the covers over my exposed cock. It was too late Mom had certainly gotten a good view of me with my greasy erection in my hand. Even if she hadn't I'm sure she had seen everything through the mirror.

I was so embarrassed. All of a sudden my little fantasy world had been brought crashing back to reality, but as once I had gotten over the surprise of the situation I realized that Mom was actually standing in my room naked! I looked up. Mom was standing with her hands on her hips and was clearly blushing a deep red color in her face and neck. Was she embarrassed? Angry? Maybe.. maybe she was even little turned on?

"Peter! What the hell do you think you are doing?" she exclaimed.

"What? Does this turn you on or something?" she said rhetorically as she pulled open her shirt like one of those trench coat flashers.

I couldn't help but gawk at the closer view of her pussy I was getting. Just then she seemed to pause, perhaps to hold herself back from saying something she might regret later. Realizing that she had acted on impulse she seemed to struggle for a moment as to what to do next. I didn't know what to expect as things were beginning to take a turn to the surreal.

Folding sides of her shirt over her exposed body, mom sat down on the bed with her back turned to me facing the mirror.

"So this is where you watch your show" she said as she leaned forward and peered into the mirror.

Still feeling kind of sheepish, I found that I couldn't say a word.

"You've got a great view into my room." she said.

She was obviously was trying to shame me further in pointing out what I had been up to.

"You know I saw you last night doing the same thing." she said. "You can't just go around spying on people like that. It's just not right."

"I know, I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking." I muttered.

Just then, I glanced down at the bottom of Mom's back and noticed the top of butt crack and came to the realization that Mom was sitting on my bed without any bottoms. I was starting to get aroused again. Ever so carefully I reached down under the covers and began to gently fondle my hardening cock. I couldn't help myself.

"Well we'll talk some more about this tomorrow" she said. "And in the meantime I want you to put this mirror in the trash; tomorrow, got it?" she said.

"Alright." I said.

With that Mom sat up from off the bed giving me an awesome view of her shapely ass. I even caught a glimpse of a tuff dark hair between the crack of where her thighs met. Within moments she disappeared from view that she walked out the room closing the door behind her.

Within moments I grabbed my cock and began to masturbate... I came almost instantly I was so excited. It wasn't until I had finished, however, that I began to wonder what I would do next. Once the excitement had subsided I realized that I had been busted. She caught me! Even though I had been so turned on by things, it was something I couldn't continue without causing more problems for Mom. She already had enough to deal with the divorce and I couldn't risk upsetting her any more that she was. so I forced myself to stop thinking about it. Soon the whole exciting idea was all out of my mind. Well almost.

Those feelings, however were stirred up again about 3 or 4 months later in the spring time. It happened on a Saturday morning. I was lying on my bed reading a book when I heard Mom on the telephone outside my room in the end of the hallway. She was sitting on the stairs that went up to the 3rd floor. The phone, from the family room next to mine was often left out in the hallway so as to not disturb those watching TV. I was reading in an awkward position, with my head and arms hanging over the side with the book on the ground. I looked up and could see the bottom half of Mom's body sitting on the staircase. The upper half was being obscured by my beside table from which I had been reading between the 4 open legs. I was viewing the scene from virtually under the table and it was perfect because Mom couldn't see me from her position.

It didn't take me long to notice that I could see her pussy as was wearing one of those ugly flannel nighties. Mom had her legs together, but I could see some brown hairs of her pussy at the top of her thighs. My cock was quickly hard and I began to slowly grind against the mattress. I lay there mesmerized, hoping for Mom to reveal more and she didn't disappoint either. I'm not sure who she was talking to on the phone, but her conversation was getting more and more engaging. She was leaning forward, then suddenly it happened. She spread her legs wide open and nothing was left to my imagination. There in full view was the arousing site of her exposed pussy. I soon realized that Mom's vagina was quite large. She also had rather long labia lips which were sticking out and I wondered how big they got when she was aroused. What a sight!! - It was almost too exciting to bear.

It was then when Mom's hand came down and she started pull on some of her pubic hairs. It must have been a subconscious thing because she was clearly engaged in her phone call. What really blew me away was when she started to play with her pussy lips. Gently she started pulling the skin of each lip, moving from the top to the bottom of her vagina, alternating between the right and the left sides. It was almost like she was arranging them or something. I myself could barely believe what I was seeing.

Then suddenly, the phone call ended and heard the sound of Mom hanging up the phone. With that the show was over and Mom got up and walked away. It wasn't a couple minutes before my door was closed for some intense masturbation.

The incident had completely rekindled my lusty interest into seeing Mom naked again and soon I began looking for ways to accomplish this. As it turned out however, it wasn't too long before I became quite frustrated. I just didn't too many opportunities I could exploit. Ever since the incident with mirror Mom was closing her bedroom door when she got changed. And so I all I could do was hope for better opportunities. Occasionally, I would catch glimpses of Mom's tits and nipples as she would sometimes wear shirts without a bra. I would position myself so that I could see down her top. This was o.k. but what I really wanted was to see to her beautiful ass and pussy again.

It wasn't until the summer came around that all my frustrations were alleviated. It happened when Mom and were on a weeks vacation to Cape Cod. My sister who was working a summer job elected to stay behind, so it was just the two of us. Mom had rented a tiny cottage and was essentially big room that contained a kitchen, a dining area and a living room. Their was also a couple of small bedrooms and a bath room. Mom seemed to brighten up as soon as we got there and seemed as though she was finally starting to shake off the dark cloud she had since Dad had left.

For me the real excitement began the first day when we went to the beach. Mom had her bathing suit on, which was pretty much the closest thing I had seen in a while to seeing her naked. Her plain bathing suit was not all that revealing, but I could make out the hot curves of her shapely ass. What really started my crank though was when Mom was sunbathing. I would position myself so that I was lying perpendicular position below her feet. This allowed to stare up between her thighs to the crotch of her bathing suit. This got pretty exciting cause I was able to make out the bumps and crack of her pussy. I could also make out a few pubes peeking out from under bathing suit. By the end of our time on the beach, I was quite excited and I had some difficulty in concealing the huge hard-on I had gotten.

When I got home, I went straight to my room telling Mom that I was going to take a nap. I pulled down the window blinds and turned off the lights so that Mom would think I was sleeping and wouldn't disturb me. Little did she know that I was really stripping off my shorts and beginning to stroke a massive erection had gotten staring at her ass and pussy. It was then that I heard the shower go on. The sound of the shower and ceiling fan was pretty loud and I realized that bathroom was right next to my room. Moreover, I could also see shafts of light coming from the bathroom through the tiny slits from between the boards which made up the walls. Pressing my eye against a slit I could sort of make out the inside bathroom. Mom was still in the shower. Quickly I fumbled in the dark for my shorts and pulled out my Swiss army knife key chain which I then used to carve a wider gap in between two the boards. Pretty soon there was a big enough hole to give a clear view of the bathroom. I wondered momentarily if I had made it too big. With the hole about 3 feet off the ground, I pulled up a chair so that I could sit and wait with my cock in hand.

Peeking into the bathroom I could make out the shadow of Mom's body from behind the shower door. My heart began to pound as I waited with nervous anticipation for Mom to finish her shower. Then the sounds of running water came to an abrupt halt and the shower door clicked as Mom stepped out. Fuck! Peering upwards I saw that her nipples were all pointy and erect. Did she have a cold shower? As she stepped out of the shower, I realized that the bathroom was no bigger than a closet and because my hole was at waist level, her pussy was soon right in front on my face. No more than maybe about a foot away. Then to my sheer delight, she turned around and bent over to dry her hair giving me a prime time shot of her most beautiful ass. I could even some dark pubic hairs sticking out all the way from between her thighs to the top of her ass. I had to try and let go of my cock so that I didn't cum right there. 

When Mom stood back up she now how the towel wrapped around her head like a turban. I then watched her tits jiggle as she reached for another towel which she used to dry her body, starting with her back, her arms, her tits and then her stomach. When it came time for the bottom half, Mom lifted her leg and put her foot on the toilet and started drying her leg. Still in close, I know had an even better view of her pussy. Mom began drying her ankle and gradually moved up her leg to her thigh followed by her pussy. Somehow through the dying action of the towel, I could see that Mom's large pussy lips had been slightly opened and I could make out some pink of the area just below her clitoris. Holy fuck!! I thought. And with that I was no longer able to suppress the excitement and I came in a massive orgasm.

The rest of the week was no less arousing as we continued with the same daily routine. We would go to the beach in the day and then come home where Mom would have a shower and I would have a "nap". Needless to say that with each passing day of intensity I was becoming more and more consumed by excitement and within 2 or 3 days things had become almost surreal. Every morning I woke up with eager anticipation of the coming day's events. As such, when the end of the week finally came I was hit by the hard reality that things had come to an end. Maybe I was becoming obsessive, but it was too much excitement for me just to let go. What was I going to do when I got home? 

What if I just asked her? I thought. When I began to think about things, I came to the conclusion that Mom probably new that I had been spying on her again. If she did, why hadn't she said anything? Maybe she didn't care anymore. Maybe she even liked it? At any rate, the more I thought about it, the more appealing the idea became. Finally I decided that I was going to try later that night.




Watching My Mom Getting Fucked



This is a real incident happened in my life. This happened about an year ago in Chennai (India) when I went there to write an examination. It was my mom who accompanied me for the test. Since my dad is working in Germany it was only me and my mom at home. My mom, Geetha aged 39, works as a nurse. She is such a sexy hot figure that every man wish to fuck at least once. Of course she had relationships with some men I know which I will tell later. I was just ashamed and afraid to question her though I often heard a lot of her 'adventures' with them.

Coming to the story, we needed to go to Chennai for an examination one day. A close friend of her, named Srinath, aged 28, who is a colleague of her had accompanied us as he know Chennai very well. He was also in good company with me too, and I had known him for over a year. I did hear some rumours associated with my mom and him too, which I ignored. We had to stay at Chennai for 3 days. He booked a double room at a hotel near the railway station. We reached there on a Saturday evening, as the first exam was on Sunday, and the next ones on Monday and Tuesday. Everything went as usual, I didn't suspect anything too.

Night 1:

Me and my mom slept on bed and him on the floor. My mom compelled me to sleep early at 10 it as we need to wake up early. I lied on bed, closed my eyes, and at some time later I slept off. Almost an hour or more might have passed, I woke up. I was surprised to find my mom not at the bed. Then I found both of them awake, and are coming from bathroom. (Lights were all switched off, but I could almost see everything very clearly from the bright light coming through the window). Now I smelled something fishy. Yes it was, as I thought, they have already completed a session. They ended up in a passionate kiss (Which itself rose my cock instantaneously) and they both came back and slept at respective positions. I decided to watch it out if anything is happening the next night. Truly I wished there should be something happening.

Night 2:

The next night decided, I didn't sleep. I acted like I have slept. After about 15 minutes I heard some hushed up voices of them talking. Yes, Srinath has come near the bed and is doing something, which later I opened my eyes fully and looked. It was the scene of my life- He has lifted my mom's nighty and is sucking, which definitely should be her pussy. She has lifted her legs and has begun slight moans. After about 10 minutes of doing that, they both shifted to floor. Now I can see everything clearly from the light coming from outside.

He continued sucking my mom's pussy for another 10 minutes. By the time they both have undressed themselves. My mom took out his fat hard cock and put it in her mouth. It was a great scene to see my mom sucking someone's cock like a bitch. I didn't move a slight thinking they may know I'm awake. I already was flowing with my juices. They tried 69 position then, and they are sucking each other like dogs. After about an hour of foreplay, I found him mounting his cock into my mom's pussy. They fucked and moaned, this continued for another hour, by the time I had slept off unaware.

Night 3:

This is very important night, as it's the last chance to see this heavenly fucking session of my mother Geetha. But that night turned out to be a treat for my life. As the previous night, everything at the beginning happened similarly. At about 11.30pm, I heard a slight knock at the door. I was surprised, who could it be, and what will they be doing now. Srinath was fucking my mom in missionary position then. Srinath stood up and went to the door.

A tall man came in. I was surprised, it was the manager of that hotel, Mr.Raghunath, which Srinath had introduced to me the first day. My cock got rock hard thinking what a slut my mom is. Within a few minutes, as expected, he too began his action. Mom made him nude and sucked his cock for a long time. Srinath fondled and licked her boobs during this time. Then Raghunath came down on my mom and began sucking her pussy, while she was sucking Srinath's cock, which I saw him coming into my mom's mouth soon.

Raghunath was such a pussy-hungry man that he sucked my mom's pussy dry. Then Raghunath laid down and my mom came over him and led his cock slowly into her pussy. I almost cummed though I'm not moving a bit. Suddenly my mom's cell phone rang. Srinath brought the phone to her, and when she looked, I saw her responding in shock. Hesitatingly she attended the call. I was curious to know who it was. Yes, it was my dad calling from Germany, which I came to know from her talk.

The most interesting thing was that, even while talking, Raghunath's cock was inside her pussy and Srinath was sucking her boobs. Oh man, I cum by seeing this heavenly scene. I heard a moan of my mom after some time. She has reached her climax. They still hugged and spend together fondling for another 15 minutes. I saw them moving to bathroom. The next morning when I went to take bath, I saw my mom's panty, and nightie being hung for drying. I suddenly grabbed them and masturbated and cummed on her clothes in the bathroom. What a great feeling it was!

History: Later after several days on enquiring closely about her, I came to know that she has got fucked by at least ten men near to my home. It included a politician, a businessman, a bus driver, her boss, our neighbour uncle, my friend's dad, and a rickshaw driver. I got bolder and asked about her to 3 of my close friends too. They talked real dirty about her which hardened my cock, and they told they really cherish the wish to fuck my mom someday. Mail me for queries and dirty comments. (I will reply to you all). Thank you.



Watching My Mom



Since the cottage didn't have a television, Mom and I spent the later part of the evening after diner sitting couch, either reading or sometimes playing cards. That night wasn't any different. Mom was busy reading a magazine, while I pretended to read a book. Then I finally got up the nerve to ask the question.

".. Mom?" I said.

"Uh huh.." she replied.

"I was just wondering. Do you think .." I paused.

"Do I think; what?" she asked.

Mom looked up from her magazine and must have noticed that my face was turning a bright color of red as could feel myself blushing. My heart started pounding as I struggled to get the words out.

"What is it?" she asked again.

"I was just wondering. Do you think I could see ... your ass?" I said sheepishly.

Mom's brow furrowed. She stared at me almost with an air of disbelief. Just as I was expecting her to berate me for being so lewd, she stood up from the couch with her back towards and slid her hands under the elastic waistband of her shorts readying herself to pull them off. She paused looking back at me.

"Now I'm only going to do this once and you have to promise me that you're going to stop spying on me." she said.

I was shocked. I was speechless. I nodded my head in affirmation as I couldn't refuse now, despite her conditions.

Mom slid her shorts slowly down her ass, but stopped before pulling so that her pussy was not exposed from the rear. She turned slightly.

"There it is..." she said.

As she was turning I could see that around the front on lowered shorts that a line pussy hairs were puffing from under her waistband.

"Could you.. uh.. take them all off?" I asked.

"OK." she shrugged.

She then finished the job pulling them down and stepping out of them. Backing towards me she stuck her ass out and began wiggling it at me and I could now make out the hairy patch between her legs that was her pussy.

"How's that?" she said.

"Uh ...nice" I said.

Just I noticed that Mom's eyes had wandered down to my cock. I looked down and saw that, without even realizing it, I had begun to fondle my hard cock through my pajama bottoms. I didn't stop though. The idea that Mom was watching me masturbate was a huge turn-on, so I took it even further and pulled off my pajama bottoms releasing my stiff cock to the open air. Then I reached over to side table and picked up Mom's bottle of moisturizer. I squeezed a big blob out and with my cock now lubricated I began to very slowly jack it off. When I turned my attention back to Mom, who I know noticed had also turned red.

"Mom .. I can see your pussy?" I asked

With little hesitation, Mom complying to my request, turned around and sat back down on the couch. She faced me with her legs spread open, one of which was dangling over the back of the couch. I sat and stared engrossed at the site of her now totally exposed pussy. I could now clearly make out her large pink labia lips and even the nub of her clitoris. I saw her hand then reach down and she began to slowly finger her pussy with her middle finger. I watched as she slowly make small circles around her clit and then to my surprise she inserted her finger, pushing up to her knuckle. I had to release my hand from my cock so that I wouldn't come. Then I watched as Mom withdrew her finger, which along with her pussy, was now wet.

Then to my complete surprise, Mom leaned over and grabbed my cock in her hand and began to jack me off, all the while she continued to finger herself with her other hand. Mom was obviously an expert and within a few moments I released a massive load in sheer ecstasy...

And with that ended the lust filled adventures with my Mom. Keeping my promise, I never again spied on my Mom and to this day, neither her nor I ever mentioned the incident we experienced in that cottage ever again. 



Watching My Roommate



© 2003 by Kristy Clarey

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The door was slightly open, and I could see, at the foot of the bed, two pairs of feet. Almost immediately, I felt the heat in my body return, and I slowly turned myself around so that the front of my body and my cheeks were pressing against the wall. As I did, the sound from inside the room became audible. I could hear the swish of sheet's heavy breathing, and the moans, which were not emanating from Steve.

She was tall. That was the first thing that I noticed as I moved my head slightly to get a better look. Her feet fell farther than his over the edge of the bed. Her legs were smooth, I could tell in the moonlight, which glinted off the thick blond hair on Steve's calves.

They were already close to nude. He had only boxer shorts on, and she wore just panties and a bra, which were some pastel color that I couldn't make out in the faint light. Perhaps lilac or peach. They lay on their sides, facing each other, her back to me. He had his arm draped over her waist, and as I watch he slid his hand into the back of her panties and squeeze her ass.

She moaned again and ground her hips into his, the muscles of her thighs contracting. I felt my own do the same, imagining what she was feeling. His hand reemerged and slipped up the curve of her back to unhook her bra. It took him perhaps fifteen seconds, which I had to admit was pretty good for one hand.

He shifted his weight so that he could pull her bra off and tosses it carelessly on the floor, and ended up on top of her. Almost roughly, he kissed and sucked her neck, then moved down to her full breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth, flicking it with his tongue. Her head tossed back and forth on the pillow, and my heart jumped into my throat, afraid that she would spot me.

He slid down on the bed so that his knees rested on the floor and his stomach against the foot of the bed. Hooking his thumbs under the sides of her panties, he pulled them down her thighs. She raised her feet, allowing him to slide them off, and then parted her legs. Dropping her knees to either side.

Just before he leaned forward, I was granted a perfect view. Her public hair was thick and dark, opening to a glistening body. His head swooped down, obliterating my view, and I watched as it bobbed up and down. Her breath began to turn into gasps, and her hips rolled with his head.

Soon, he pulled away from her and, instead of climbing back onto the bed, stood up and removed his boxer's shorts. The outline of his body was perfectly visible against the window, and his cock stood straight out in front of him, somewhat muted under his thick belly. I took the opportunity to look again at her, feasting my eyes on the pink flesh between her smooth thighs. Incredibly, I found myself wondering how she would taste.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw his elbows moving down. He returned to the bed and knelt in between her knees, dropping his elbows on either side of her chest. Relaxing his weight on top of her, he pushed his hips slightly, once, twice, then something gave and he slide fully into her.

A gasp slipped though her lips, and became a way of breathing as he thrust in a steady rhythm. I finally succumbed to my own desires and slide one hand down between my own legs, rubbing myself in time with his thrusts. I watched not his buttocks or her thighs, but her face, eyes closed and mouth open, breathing hard, almost panting.

Then, unbelievably, it was over. He grunted loudly with two or three deep thrusts, and then collapsed on top of her. Her breathing quickly returned to normal as she lay there, eyes closed, deceptively calm. I couldn't tell what she was thinking or feeling.

Suddenly realizing the compromising position I was in, I began to move my head away from the wall so that I could get my balance enough to step back into my room. I was planning to move slowly and delicately so as not to make a sound, but, as his bedspring cracked, I saw he was getting up to head to the bathroom.

I jerked my head back and darted clumsily, almost tripping, into my room, closing my door as quickly and quietly as possible just seconds before he entered the hallway. I stood on the other side of the door, out of breath, listening to his padded footsteps on the carpet, then to the bathroom door closing. I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes. I remained in that position for a long time.

That bastard. He'd left his door open on purpose. He knew I was home. He knew I'd hear them, at least. And he knew I'd end up hot and bothered. At that, through, my eyes opened, and I allowed my self a small, if ironic, smile. He'd misread one aspect of his little scenario. Obviously, he was expecting to be the object of my desire.

Finally, peeling my cheeks off the wall, I crept back into bed. My legs spread, my hand automatically found its way back to tonight's spot of choice, my fingers spreading the lips to have better access. However, after more than ten minutes, I hadn't been able to bring myself to orgasm, and I gave up, still frustrated.

I hadn't heard anything for several minutes. I surmised that she was staying the night and that one or both of them were asleep now. Slowly, I got out of bed and moved to my door. I opened it slightly and listened. Hearing nothing, I tiptoed out into the hall and walked softly to the kitchen to get myself a drink of water.

I took the bottle of filtered water out of the refrigerator and closed the door. As I turned, I saw a figure standing just a few feet from me in the darkness, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"Sorry," she said softly, her voice just above a whisper. She was wearing an oversize t-shirt, maybe one of his. I couldn't tell if she was wearing anything underneath it. "I actually was looking for the same thing. May I have some?" She indicated the water bottle.

I looked down at it as if it were something in my hand. "Oh," I mumbled. "Yeah." I crossed to the cabinet and took two glasses out. I poured water into each of them and handed one to her.

"Thanks," she said, a little louder, and I glanced in the direction of the bedrooms.

"It's ok," she reassured me. "He's asleep."

I played she wasn't going to tell me how they'd met or where she knew him from, or whether they'd been together before, and, thankfully, she didn't say any of those things. She just watched me drink my water.

I finished mine off and went to the sink to put the glass in it. Unexpectedly, I felt her move smoothly up behind me. The fingers of one hand rested gently on my hips.

"I saw you," she whispered, her breath tickling my ear. "I saw you watching."

Her body was warm behind mine. I turned, slowly, but she didn't back away. We were face to face.

"Who are you?" She asked softly. I knew she was looking for something deeper than my name.

"I don't know," I replied quietly.

She reached up and brushed a curl from my forehead. "How sad," she murmured.

Closing my eyes briefly, I knew that whatever I said or didn't say would set the tone for the rest of the night. I reached for her, stroking her short, fine hair. "You're beautiful," I whispered to her.

She responded by pressing her lips to the side of my neck. Her hand brushed my hip. "Mmm, you're warm," she whispered into my ear. "Have you ever made love to a woman?"

"No," I answered after a slight hesitation. "Have you?"

"Umm-hmm," she replied, tracing her soft fingertips over my ear and neck. "You like women, don't you?" It was an observation rather than a question.

"Yes," I admitted, my voice barely audible.

She was silent for a long, excruciation moment. In the darkness, I sensed her watching me. Finally, she murmured, "What do you want?"

My first instinct was to say, I don't know, but it was a falsity. I knew exactly what I wanted. I was just terrified to voice it.

"Come on," she whispered, and leaned forward to run her tongue in a long, slow, wet line across the side of my neck before moving away, taking my hand to guide me.

I glanced once more with trepidation as we passed my roommate's room, but he appeared to be solidly out. She led me into my room, leaving the door open. She stopped next to the bed, releasing my hand and turning to face me. Slowly, she took her t-shirt by the hem and pulled it over her head in one motion. She was indeed naked underneath. Her skin glistened in the moonlight.

I stood, trembling, and my fingers played with the hem of my nightie. She saw this and met my eyes. Her gaze, almost apologetic, told me, "I can't do it for you."

Taking a deep breath, my heart pounding mightily, I lifted my nightie off and dropped it on the floor. She took a half step closer to me. With one fingertip on each hand, she traced lines all over my body: my arms, my neck and face, my stomach, my shoulders, in between and around my breasts, my thighs. Finally, I caught and grasped her hands, pulling her onto the bed. She lay down on her side, facing me, and placed the flat of her hand on my waist. Gently but firmly, she gave me a tug.

I groaned and rolled into her, crushing her full breasts to my smaller ones, running my tongue along the side of her neck where it met her chin. Slipping my hand around her waist, my fingers tingling against her soft flesh, I pulled her close, dipping my head to kiss her fully on the mouth.

Her lips were soft and sweet, a startlingly pleasant contrast to male lips, and without the onslaught of hair growth to scrape my cheeks. I savored the taste of them, alternating between pressing them against mine and licking each one slowly. She parted her lips, offering her soft, moist tongue to meet my own. I took it in my mouth and sucked on it, gently almost as if I were sucking on a man's penis. For the first time, she moaned softly into my mouth as I had heard her moan earlier, and all the blood in my body seemed to rush to one pounding, throbbing area.

"Oh, God," I murmured against her lips.

"Umm," she responded, her mouth covering mine hungrily, sending dizzying waves of pleasure down my spine. I tightened my arm under her neck and slipped my other hand down past her waist, exploring the soft skin on the small of her back with my fingertips. Recalling what I had seen my roommate do earlier, I slide my hand down onto her behind, how smooth and cool, so unlike a man's, and attempted to pull her hips into mine.

She tightened her muscles, preventing me from doing so, and removed her lips. "What do you want?" Her voice was husky. "Tell me.

I was reeling with lust. I had to try my voice twice before it worked. "You didn't come. In there. Did you?"

I thought I felt her smile. "No."

"That's what I want," I whispered.

"What?" she teased me.

She wasn't going to let me off the hook. I wanted her so badly my whole body vibrated with liquid fire. I was terrified of the magnitude of my desire, but it paled in comparison to the terror I felt at the possibility of her slipping out of my bed as easily as she had slipped in. "I.."

She stroked my cheek with soft fingertips. "It's ok," she murmured. "Just close your eyes and let it out."

My eyes were squeezed shut so tightly that I saw stars. "I want to make you come." I managed, with no small effort.

"Oh, yes," she breathed and slid her thigh over mine, wrapping her knee around my leg, using it to pull the lower half of my body over her own. I rose slightly so that she could move closer to the center of the bed, returning my tongue with great relief into her mouth, then shifted most of my weight onto her. She sighed with pleasure and ran her hands down my back, gripping then massaging, my behind. Resting on my elbows, I placed my hand on either side of her head and stroked her hair back away from her face.

As I licked and sucked on her lips, I spread my legs so that one was in between hers and the other one rested to her side. I felt her moist warmth on my thigh and, in turn, rubbed myself against hers. Her fingers tightened on my ass and she breathed hard into my mouth. I drank in her sweet breath and plunged my tongue deep into her mouth, exploring every recess.

She murmured unintelligible syllables around my tongue. I slipped my hands down around her neck and forced her head gently up. Showering kisses over her chin, I moved downward, kissing and licking her neck. I began to nibble gently on the curve between her neck and shoulders and she drew a sharp and bit on her neck a little harder, not nearly hard enough to draw blood, but enough to elicit deep guttural moans that sent shivers down my spine.

I continued to bite and suck at her soft flesh as she rolled her hips underneath me. I tried to shift slightly with each roll, attempting to position myself so that our pelvises would be grinding together. I wanted nothing more than to be pressing against that heat, lips against lips, maybe even separated enough for those tiny knobs of flesh to slide against each other. But I didn't even know if that was possible, and I couldn't seem to get the right angle. I gave it up for the time being and drew my outside leg in between hers, sliding her thighs apart.

I moved downward on her body, trailing kisses from her shoulder to her upper chest, pausing when I reached the swell of a breast. My blood pounded as I let my hands slide from around her neck and down her chest. I traced circles around her breasts with one finger as I had done to myself earlier that night, which now seemed like an eternity ago, another time in another place. She trembled, and in the dim light I saw her nipples grow erect, the areola tightening into tiny wrinkles around the hard little nubs.

Gently, I flicked my tongue and brushed her nipple with the tip. She arched her back slightly and gripped my upper arms. I licked her nipple again, more fully, with the flat of my tongue, and she moaned and pushed her pelvis up into my stomach. Her wet curls tickled the taut skin over my lips. I began to suck gently and eagerly, on her nipple and felt a rush of relief so great that I was afraid tears would spill over my cheeks onto her warm skin.

As she drew a sharp breath, I tugged harder on her breast with my lips, my tongue massaging the hard knot. I placed my hand flat on her other breast, squeezing the nipple between two fingers in a soft scissors like motion. She breathed hard and fast through her nose, muffled moans audible through tightly closed lips. Oh, god, I was in heaven. I moved easily from one nipple to the other, pausing often to circle her entire breast either with tongue or fingers, not wanting to miss so much as a millimeter of her skin, relishing the goose bumps I encountered at every turn.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I was beginning to wonder if I was going to be able to follow through with what was inevitable going to come next, when she made that decision for me. Unabashedly, she slid her hands from my upper arms to my shoulders and gave me a firm push downwards.

Trailing kisses down her ribcage and stomach, I veered to one side and licked the warm slightly wet skin of her hip and thigh. Her thick, musky scent filled my nostrils as I rested my cheek on her thigh, so close that her hair tickled my nose. I ran my hand down and then up her opposite leg, sliding it onto her inner thigh on the return approach. She trembled as my fingers slowed to a crawl, tracing my fingernails over the last firm curve of her thigh and stopping.

Closing my eyes, I reached inward until my fingers brushed her damp hair. I pulled softly on the ends, wrapping it gently around my fingertips before letting it go. I curved my hand slightly, covered her so that her hair brushed my palm and the insides of my fingertips. I moved my hand upward and touched her skin under her belly where the hair began. Without lifting my fingers from her skin, I slipped downward, pressing the curls down in my path.

I kept my eyes closed, knowing her because she was me. I knew where the mound of flesh covering her pelvic bone began before I reached it because I knew myself. I kept my palm curved over the rest of her as I continued down, and reached the spot where the skin began to part. I pressed gently and split my fingers to follow both halves down. Finally, I slipped my fingers in between, teasing back toward the top.

I found her there, the center of her, moist and engorged, and I brushed it lightly with my fingertips. She moaned then, earnest and loud, and I almost paused, and then gave my conscience a swift kick. I wanted her loud, ear-shattering, unheeding. I pressed her clitoris firmly, knowing exactly what to do, and felt her body jerk. Using two fingers, I moved in slow circles, the way I liked it done to myself. Her hips began to rock gently in response.

My own body was on fire. Blood pulsed into my clit, causing a delicious frustration. I moved my head closer, just slightly, so that my lips brushed the side of her labia. One of her hands snaked into my hair and established a firm grip near the base of my skull. Dizzy with lust, I licked the crevice between her thigh and her labia, and she gasped. I slipped my fingers down and found the slick wetness. I parted her lips with three fingers and rubbed them all around, soaking them, and slide all three of them up to moisten the rest of her.

I lifted my head from her thigh, just an inch or two, and rolled the lower half of my body over and down. My knees hit the floor and my thighs were flat against the side of the bed. I was able to press myself against the mattress, relieving some frustration yet creating even more. I spread her labia apart with my three fingers, and, with my middle finger, began to probe. Rather than pushing my fingers inside, I felt as though it were being pulled in. She was slick and tight, and I moved my finger in circles as wide as I could, exploring. 

Her fingers tightened in my hair, almost pulling as she tried to force my head down. I allowed her to push me into her. My lips found her first, and I showered her with open kisses. I pressed my mouth around her clitoris and licked her, slowly. I ran my tongue in wet circles, sometimes soft, sometimes firm. I kept my fingers inside her, not thrusting, just holding it firm against the top wall.

The moans came again, and didn't stop, but punctuated every breath. I licked her steadily and rubbed myself against the mattress in rhythm. Her hips rolled against my face, and I pressed harder into her with my hands to hold her still. I gave up licking and began to suck on her clitoris. Her moans came from parted lips now, fuller and more vocal.

Without warning, she gripped my hair hard, pulling my head up, and sat up in one quick motion, forcing my hand away before I knew what had happened. I stared at her, my face wet, my blood pounding. Her hair was in spiky disarray and her chest heaved. Finally releasing my hair, she grasped my hands and pulled me up. I half climbed, half slipped onto the bed, and before I knew whether she wanted me to sit or lie down, she was kissing me hungrily, licking her own wetness off my lips and chin. She forced her tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it.

In a blur of arms, legs, and mouths she had me lying on my back and she was on top of me, her knees bent, one of my legs in between hers, the other up over her hip. She slid herself up into me and I gasped into her mouth as her labia covered mine. She rocked steadily, pressing her pelvic bone into mine. I felt her clitoris slide against mine and we moaned together, grinding harder into each other.




Watching My Sis Masturbate



I was 18 years old, and my bedroom was right next to my 22-year-old sisters bedroom, her name is Carol. Between our bedrooms was a door which always remained closed, and she usually (but not always) checked it every day to make sure it was locked. There was a slight gap between the door and frame, and one day out of sheer boredom I discovered that I could peep through the crack and see almost all of her room. At first I wasn't really looking for anything sexual, I just looked to see what I could see, I was bored.

The first few times, I just saw her doing normal stuff... homework, reading, watching TV. Then one afternoon, I just happened to look and found she must have just returned from the shower. She was laying on her back wearing nothing but a towel, and she was watching TV. (Depending on how she had her bedroom arranged, I often had a clear view of her entire bed, head to toe.) Then, all of the sudden, out of nowhere, she opened up her towel from the waist down and, still keeping her eyes on the TV, she was rubbing her pussy fast and frantically! 

She would do this for about a minute at a fast pace, then she would slow down to a slow caress for a minute, then she would go frantically, keeping her eyes on the TV the entire time. Now I had not yet learned about masturbation and didn't really understand what she was doing, but I knew it was turning me on! This was also the 1st time I had seen a real live nude female. She kept this up for about 10 minutes, then suddenly her body seemed to fold up in half, she stopped rubbing and started rocking, and her body began to jerk. Again, I wasn't sure what happened but I could tell it was something spectacular! After about a minute of catching her breath, she closed her towel, got up, and started to dress.

I thought about this all day, and I knew I would be watching her more regularly, but I also wanted a better view. I thought maybe at night, if I was quiet, maybe I could slowly sneak the door between us open and get a better view, so I would often sneak into her room and unlock the door. She made a routine of hitting the button lock almost every day, so she didn't really know if it was locked or unlocked when she hit it. But sometimes I got a chance to unlock it after she already locked it for the day. I couldn't wait until these nights for bedtime to come!

Here's what happened most nights for about the next year. While I'd sometimes catch her nude or even masturbating various times during the day, I really looked forward to when she went to bed at night. I felt I would have less chance of being caught. She was 22 and was dating, and often they would go to her room to "watch TV" or "study" but they usually ended up kissing and fondling... nothing hardcore but she would unbutton her shirt and let him play with her boobs. But when he went home, she would then go to bed and I knew it was SHOWTIME! 

She must have always been horny when he left, because she would quickly change into just a t-shirt and panties, turn all the lights out except for the TV, lay in bed, and watch TV while she slid her hand inside her panties and caressed her pussy. Within 5 minutes she would either raise her panties up with her other hand, or pull then down to her knees, and masturbate frantically. Since the lights were off and she was "blinded" by the TV light, I could sometimes slowly ease the door open and get a much better view. Even with different room arrangements, her bed was always within view. I also found that when my bed was next to the door, I could stand on my headboard and peep over the top and get a great full-length view. And man was she a horny teenager! I saw her masturbate regularly, morning afternoon and night!

I still remember my absolutely BEST view I ever had, and it only happened once. One time she had her bed right by the door, and one day in the middle of the day, I looked and she was laying in bed with her panties pulled down to her ankles and was going at it big-time. Now it was the middle of the afternoon, so everything was in daylight, and I even took the risk and slowly opened the door (which was right at the foot of her bed), and there was her pussy just INCHES from my face! She was going to town like there was no tomorrow, going faster and faster and never letting up...and the looks on her face were priceless!.. her eyes rolling, biting her tongue, I could tell she was totally unaware of her surroundings (although since then several people, including girls, have said they wonder if she knew I was watching and maybe that was a turn-on for her). GOD I wish I had a video camera back then! (but this was 1974) I watched her masturbate for probably 20 minutes straight, and I could tell she was about to cum... her body tensed up, her face was full of anticipation, and she was thrusting her hips up as her fingers were jammed in and out of her pussy (she usually just rubbed her clit), then suddenly she must have had the most explosive orgasm of her young life! She folded and shook and jerked for at least two minutes before rolling over and going to sleep. MAN she must have needed that one!

Oh yes, believe it or not, watching her is how -I- learned to masturbate. She was having so much fun rubbing herself, especially there at the end, that I just had to try it. So while I watched her masturbate, I was rubbing myself just a few feet away. At first I didn't see what the big deal was, until I started to get more erect, more then I had ever been before. So I kept rubbing at a slow, steady pace but didn't know exactly what to expect, and wasn't prepared for what happened. Suddenly this strange feeling snuck up on me, and I knew something was about to happen... I was a little scared but it felt good and I couldn't stop, so I jerked faster and faster and suddenly, BOOM, I felt like I was going to pass out! I was standing on my headboard the 1st time (peeping) and my knees went weak and I thought I was gonna fall, and I was shooting cum (which I didn't expect) all over my bed beneath me! I couldn't believe this feeling, it was not of this earth!! Haha But I knew I was going to be doing this a LOT! (And I was right!)

This went on for about a year, until she moved to a different bedroom and eventually moved out. I would say on average she masturbated about once a day... some days not at all but some days several times. Now I'm certainly not into incest, but I often fantasized about asking her to masturbate together with me, but I never had the nerve. I never did get caught, but I sometimes wonder if she knew. I'm 36 now, and two of my favorite "fetishes" have remained peeping and female masturbation!!

If anyone has similar stories about watching girls masturbate without their knowledge, please email me.



Watching My Sister's Performance



"Enjoying the view? ;)" 

The simple text message sent shock through me. I had been kneeling in the tree house, watching my big sister with our much older neighbor in her bedroom. I was hidden in the tree house, or so I had thought, watching them through a knot-hole in the boards. I had my cock in hand, gently stroking it while they played on the bed in front of the big sliding patio doors. The view was perfect: slightly above them and only 20 feet from the window.

I had snuck into my hiding place over an hour ago after I heard him arrive and I very publicly left the house leaving them alone. They had immediately gone to her bedroom and she was half naked before I had managed to get settled. He had been all over her, desperate to get at her, mauling her tits and ass and sinking his cock in deep and hard before he got much more than his pants down. They hadn't lasted long, riding hard and heavy with his body almost entirely covering hers and I had barely got my cock in hand when he had come. At the time I had been pretty disappointed but that was before I had been treated to the last hour of unhurried teasing and play that they had been up to. I had a front seat (almost) to a performance worthy of any porno movie. He was really well hung and she was greedy for it. Sucking, licking and kissing it over and over again. I was mesmerized at the sight of his thick hard cock repeatedly plowing into her soft juicy flesh and the desperate eagerness she showed for it. I loved the look of total lustful abandon on her face as she took the repeated forceful battering he gave her. She came and came, their stamina was amazing. 

He had just got up, was looking for ice in the kitchen. They had finished off almost half a bottle of vodka in between fucking and sucking and mauling each other. She was lying on the bed, her blonde hair spread all around her in a sexy mess, her boobs firm on her chest, nipples hard and proud. Her spread legs faced me, her hand between them playing with her pussy as she looked directly at me. One hand out of view under the pillow, obviously on her cell phone. We always joked as a family that she could text so well one handed, actually she could text with her hand and phone in her pocket - did all the time at school!

"Yeah! Slut! :)" I eventually texted back. What the fuck, I was feeling cheeky: I was busted, but so was she!

"Can't help it, I love his cock! ;)" Was her almost instant reply.

"I can see that!" I replied.

"Do you like my pussy? ;)" She was rubbing it, her fingers wet from the combined juices of their lovemaking.

"Duh! Yes!"

"You playing with your cock?"

This was a bit too much, my stomach lurched. My cock was still hard in my hand. Slowly I typed: "Yeah." Then hit send.

I saw her grin. "Show me!" Flashed up on my screen, followed by "fair's fair, you're watching me! ;)"

My heart was pounding I didn't think I could show her, but she looked so sexy and horny, and she was asking. I was torn and still trying to get up the nerve when the phone flashed again: "I'm waiting!" 

I took a huge gulp and moved forward, my cock as big as it had ever been after the hour I had been teasing it as I watched them. 

"Mmmmm, nice ;)"

"Stroke it for me ;)" She was leering at me, and her fingers were stroking her pussy. As I watched slipped a finger inside and then brought it out glistening. She rolled it around her clit then sank it back into her pussy deeper. I stroked my cock, feeling it pulsing in my hand, desperate for release. 

"What is in your hand?"

Sheepishly I held up her red satin panties, I'd pulled them out of the dirty clothes basket before I left the house.

"Pervert! ;)" She texted. Then: "How do they smell?"

"Sexy!" I saw her head tip back a bit and her fingers working faster in her pussy. She pulled them free and looked at me, this time she put them up to her lips and licked them clean as she watched me watching her.

"How does it taste?" I texted, feeling cheeky again.

"Salty and sexy ;)" Her fingers were back in her pussy. She looked so sexy, lying there completely naked playing with herself. She looked so horny and aroused. I was mesmerized, my hands both on my cock, one stroking while the other swirled the pre-cum around the big red swollen head.

My screen flashed again: "How do you taste?" 

Almost unthinkingly I lifted my fingers to my lips. "Salty and sexy :)" I answered un-originally.

"I can imagine! You look ready to blow, have you cum yet? :)"

"Not yet, you? :)"

"You know the answer to that! How many times?"

"3, maybe 4"

"Definitely 4! Cum when I cum ;)"

"You are so dirty! I can't believe you just said that!"

"But you'll do it anyway! ;)" She was grinning at me. Damn she was so sexy! 

She looked at the bedroom door and only seconds later he appeared, with glasses filled with ice. I only just managed to hide again before he appeared. He poured more vodka and they drank and kissed some more. She was obviously into the hot sexy guy who knelt on the bed beside her. He looked good, naked. Big strong arms, broad chest, well hung. He was in his early thirties, lived up the street with his wife and newborn daughter. I watched his hands on her body and wondered how it would feel to cup and tease her breasts and nipples. I was so hard, wishing I was in his place. His cock was in her hand and as she stroked him she glanced over and gave me a sly grin.

She took a big pull on her drink, then leering up at him leaned down and ran her lips along the now hard length of his cock. His hands stroked her hair and his head fell back a bit, I thought I could almost hear him moan. She took the head of his cock in her mouth, it must have been cold from the ice in the drink, my own cock twitched as if her mouth was on it. She slurped on him greedily, feasting on his big hard cock, taking it deeper and deeper into her mouth. He was rock hard and she took him as deep as she could, even gagging a little as she pulled him out and took him again.

He couldn't take too much of that, she was a really good cock sucker and he was panting and groaning. He said something to her, probably: "I'm going to cum!" She lifted her mouth off him and he pushed her roughly down on the bed. In one swift motion he was on top of her and without any hands to guide it his cock slid straight into her waiting pussy. Even with the windows shut I heard her gasp her pleasured cry. "Fuck me, fuck me!" And his grunts and roars as he pistoned into her hard and fast. He came deep inside her, I watched fascinated as he drove in deep and buried himself in her.

She was still gasping and clinging to him, still riding the rise up to her peak, not quite there though and he pulled out. He was rummaging through his clothes, tugging out a cell phone. Shocked look on his face. The grabbing clothes, dressing, hurriedly a kiss on her forehead and off, out of the door, gone.

There was silence and no movement. She lay back on her bed, looking a little pissed off, then her hand went to her breast and caressed it, rubbed a nipple then down to her pussy. It looked red and hot and swollen. Her lips still parted a little from his rapid departure. Her fingers stirred in the hot swollen entry to her pussy. She was looking at the tree house where I still watched through the knot hole in the planks. 

My phone flashed: "Come inside ;)"

I felt a clenching in my gut again. This was an escalation I was not prepared for. I was still trying to get up the nerve to answer her when the screen flashed again.

"Did you cum already?"

"No."

"Good boy! Me neither. Come inside and let's do it together! ;)"

"You're weird!"

"Hell, I'm horny. I wanna see you cum. Pleeese :(" Her fingers were still busy in her crotch, stroking her lips, teasing her clit. I could barely take my eyes off her. She looked so sexy.

I tucked my cock away in my pants with some difficulty and climbed down. I walked across the lawn in a daze. I opened the sliding glass door and stepped in. 

The little room smelled of sex, her sex. She watched me intently, a smirk on her face, still playing with her pussy gently. "Get naked! Fair's fair!" She slurred her words a little and to be obvious, she stroked both hands down her soft smooth totally uncovered body, blatantly displaying herself to me.

My nerves were overloaded, part of me wanted to run but another part was telling me to stay and enjoy. I picked up the glass beside me and drained it. The spirit burned, warmed and calmed me. She knelt up on the bed handing me the bottle. I splashed more on the ice and downed it.

"Am I so ugly, you need to get drunk first?" She pouted.

"Just trying to catch up a little!"

"Strip, already!" She grinned.

Taking a deep breath I plunged. I stripped off my shirt, kicked off my shoes and then slipped my shorts off.

"Oh, fuck! This is sooo horny!" She squealled and bounced over onto her tummy on the bed, her head facing me. 

My cock was tenting my boxers. She grinned up at me then reached out and tugged my boxers down. My cock leaped up as the waistband came free and she let out a gasp. "Oheeee, I think he likes me!" 

Before I could say anything she reached out and grabbed my hard shaft, running her fingers over the full length of it. She sent pleasure coursing through me. I moaned and she smirked. She gripped my cock pulled on it, tugging me towards her and lowered her mouth over the head. It was more pleasure than I had ever experienced. Her mouth was warm and wet; the slight friction of her lips was heavenly. The feel of her tongue on the sensitive head was incredible. I groaned involuntarily and was lost in the sensations she was giving me. She ran her tongue along the base of my shaft as she took me deep into her mouth. She teased me with her incredibly light touch lifting and lowering her mouth over my cock with the lightest of touch. I twitched and my hips moved, trying to draw as much out of the sensation as possible. She drew her mouth off me completely. 

"Fuck, I love how desperate you are!" She lapped at the sensitive underside of my cockhead with her tongue and I moaned in delicious pleasure, my cock so ready to explode. Her hands caressed my cock down to my balls, stroking them softly she grinned up at me. 

Ask me nicely and I'll make you cum." She continued to tease the head with her tongue.

"Please." I whined.

"Please, what?" 

"Please make me cum."

"How?"

"With your mouth, please, with your mouth."

"You like my mouth?"

"Yes, I love your mouth, it feels so good."

"Will you return the favour?"

"Yes, anything, please make me cum"

"Will you lick my pussy?"

The thought thrilled and horrified me at the same time. My mind whirred and I said: "Yes."

"Yes, What?"

"Yes, I'll lick your pussy."

"Till I cum? You want to make me cum?"

"Yes, I love it when you cum."

Then with a moan she leaned over the side of the bed and impaled her mouth on my rigid desperate shaft. The sensation was amazing, it was all I could do to stay standing. She took it deep and sucked hard working her lips up and down the raw aching flesh. She greedily took it all over and over again driving me over the top of my orgasm as she moaned and slobbered on my thick pulsing shaft. I couldn't stand much of that. With my mind a blur of lust and passion I came, gasping and shuddering as I shot stream after stream of cum into her mouth. She didn't let up, just let out a deeply gratified moan, and continued her greedy feasting on my cock, coaxing every last drop of cum out of me. 

Licking the shaft and head for a last time as she raised her mouth off my slowly dwindling cock, she grinned up at me, cum on her lips. "That was so hot! You came so fast!"

I sank onto the bed feeling spent and elated. My first blowjob! From my sexy, horny, dirty minded sister!

She sat up and ran her hand gently over my cock and balls. "You needed that, Huh!"

"Yeah!" Was all I managed to get out.

"So.. was it good? Did I do a good job?" 

"Yeah, you are amazing!" I grinned. "Dirty and amazing!"

"I want mine now!" She leered down at me, playfully straddling my chest. She ran her fingers over my lips. I stuck my tongue out and licked them. They were sticky and without thinking I lapped at them. She slipped two fingers into my mouth and I sucked on them like she had on my cock. "Mmmm, dirty boy, looks like you've done that before! Like the taste of cum? I think you'll like the taste of pussy better!"

She scooted up and her pussy was within inches of my face. I could smell the rich heat of her. She pulled the fingers from my mouth. "You want to, don't you?" She asked.

"Yes!" I blurted. "But I never......"

"I'll teach you, just go with the flow. I think you'll love it!" She lifted up a little and her pussy hovered over my face. I lifted up to kiss it but she was out of reach, she was wet and glistening, a little of her pussy juice leaking from between her hairless lips. It looked so sexy, I really did want to do this. "Ask nicely!" She teased. "I need a lover who wants me!"

"Please let me lick your pussy. I want to make you cum. I want you to teach me!"

With a satisfied grin she lowered her pussy onto my mouth and I was in heaven. I ran my tongue the length of her slit, savouring the texture and flavour of her. Her pussy was hot, and wet and my tongue delved repeatedly along the length of her lips. She moaned "Yes, just like that, don't stop!"

I lapped at her, feeling my way along the thick hot lips of her pussy. Reveling in the flavours and the sensations. Her body was moving a little above me and her moans were a continuous thread. I delved deeper between her lips, parting them with my tongue and was rewarded with more moans, I fucked her with my tongue, slipping it in and out of her pussy as deeply as I could. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" She gasped. It was a real turn on being able to make her gasp. Fucked her deeper and faster loving the feeling, loving the lustful gasps she was giving. I ran my tongue back up and down her lips, deeper this time and hit a harder nub. I ran my tongue around it and flicked at it. "Oh, yeah! Right there! Oh, fuck yeah! Lick my clit!" She moaned in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. 

She rolled forward a little giving me easier access to her and I lapped greedily at her hard little clit. She was moaning and gasping almost continuously, her hips jerking a little too. She grabbed my hands and held them up to her breasts. I cupped them, stroked and petted them. I was truly in heaven. The breasts I had dreamed about so much. I reveled in the body she was letting me love, the soft smooth skin, the sexy hot body. the full perky breasts. My fingers caressed the nipples, toyed with them. She moaned louder. "Harder, harder!" I pinched the nipples between my fingers as I flicked at her clit. 

Flicking faster and harder, she began to groan and buck. "Oh, fuck, yes, yes, yesssssssssss." I beat on her clit as hard as I could with my tongue and she crashed into her orgasm with cries and gasps of pleasure that were louder than I could have imagined. She writhed above me and I struggled to keep my tongue on her clit but I kept lapping at her and her cries continued. She pulled my hands from her breasts but held my head tight to her pussy riding the high wave of orgasm for as long as she could. 

Finally, Gasping, she panted: "Gentle, gentle!" I eased my tongue, slipping it down the length of her hot wet slit before running it over her clit again. She moaned and then gasped as my tongue hit her clit. I repeated the motion as her moans subsided, reveling in the afterglow of her orgasm. 

"That was amazing! Damm, you're good!" She grinned down at me, lifting her pussy off my mouth, moving her legs back down. Her body slipping over mine, her wet pussy running down my chest 

"We've got to do this more often!" She laughed, purposefully grinding her pussy into my chest. "It's so kinky but it is sooooo good!"

I just grinned, I could think of nothing to say. It was so wrong, but it felt so good, and I knew if she wanted to do it again I would want it too.

I gasped. Her body was still sliding down mine, our faces now in line. She looked into me, a delighted leer on her face. "I think you like eating pussy!" Her hot wet pussy had just bumped into my cock. I was rock hard. Eating her pussy had been a huge turn on and making her cum had been even more so.

"Hell yeah, I loved it." I grinned.

She wiggled her hips, making her pussy slide against the head of my cock. It felt really good and I moaned a little. She did it some more. She looked at me slyly. "You like making me cum?"

"Yes, it was so horny!"

"You're going to like this more!" 

She rocked her hips a little and I felt the head of my cock slip between the lips of her pussy. She gave a little gasp and her eyes closed, relishing the sensations like me. I couldn't believe it! My cock was inside my sister's pussy! Dirtier still, she wanted it there! This was wrong on so many levels, but she didn't care and I had lost any will to resist. She continued rocking, the head of my cock slipping around just inside her pussy lips. The friction on my cock head, the slick movement was incredible; I was gasping and writhing below her. She was looking at me, her half lidded eyes showing the pleasure she too was feeling.

She sank her hips down, taking me all the way in and groaned: "Oh fuck, yessssssssssssss. I love that first deep push!" 

She rose up, lifting almost all the way off me and then sank down. It felt really good. I had never felt anything this good. My cock was encased in a slippery tight sheath. Amazingly tight, since I had seen it gaping wide only a few minutes earlier. I was gasping with the pleasure of it. She rode up and down the full length of my cock, both our bodies writhing and churning with the tight slick pressure. She rode me harder and faster, my own hips bucking up to meet hers, her breathing ragged as her hyper sensitive body neared another orgasm. She pounded down into me, grinding her pussy into me at each thrust, pulses of pleasure driving us onward. She was moaning and crying out with each deep plunge onto my cock. My hands were running all over her, caressing and stroking her wildly, in complete abandon. I was gasping and panting. 

She leaned down and kissed the side of my neck, running her tongue up to my ear where she breathed huskily. "You want to cum again, don't you!" 

"Yes!" I groaned.

"Me too. I love your cock inside me. I love your big hard cock." She was still moving her hips, keeping us both on the edge. "Do you like this? Do you like being inside my pussy?"

"Oh, yes. You feel so good, I love your pussy".

"This is not the end, you know! I'm going to want more of this! Do you want more?"

"Yes, oh yessssss!" She continued to tease me by rocking her hips.

"This is nothing compared to what we are going to get up to! You want me, don't you!"

"Yes!"

"Will you do anything I say? We only have five weeks before we both go off to college. I want every day to count. Will you fuck me every day? Will you be my toy and do everything I say?"

Delirious in my desire to cum, and the dirty images of fucking her wherever and whenever, I said: "Yes, oh Yes, anything! Make me yours!"

She groaned sinking her body down onto mine, grinding her clit onto me in a frenzy of lust, her body pressed hard against mine, her lips on my neck, sucking then biting me. 

"Cum inside me, whore." She moaned, her body bucking with a crazed desire to cum. 

I grabbed her hips and pulled myself up into her, fucking up into her tight pussy as she rocked hard against me. Both of us gasping and thrashing in a frenzy as our orgasms overtook us. My cock seemed to explode in a cascade of cum and desire and she bit my neck harder as she felt me sink all the way in gasping out a final cry of triumphant orgasm. 




Watching My Sister's Performance



We lay there for a while calming down. I thought she had gone to sleep, but then she murmured. "That was amazing! You are not going to regret these next five weeks, I promise!"



Watching My Slut Wife



I was woken from my sleep by a noise, as I looked at the clock, it was about 2 o'clock in the morning, my wife who was not in bed, had gone out earlier for a night out with the girls. Then I heard more noise, so putting on my dressing gown went downstairs to see what was going on.

As I reached half way down the stairs I could see the living room light was on, and that my wife was laying naked, face down across the coffee table. But I was more shocked to see were the two naked black men who were fucking her, one at her head and the other behind her, I could tell that they had their cocks in her from the now audible muffled moans my wife was making.

As I was watching this a third naked black guy walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway, he was holding a bottle in his hand but what shocked me was the size of his cock, it wasn't even erect but it was still much bigger than mine when fully erect.

He saw me looking and said. "Hey hubbie come down stairs, you can watch as we break in your wife." There was no threat in his statement but he looked a big guy and not to be messed with, so reluctantly I walked down stairs and into the living room.

As the third guy followed me in he spoke to the others. "Look what I found, I told hubbie here he could watch as we did his slut wife." The one with cock stuffed in my wife's mouth just grinned at me.

The guy behind me then told me. "Go and sit down, watch as you see how much of a slut your wife is." I moved to a chair and sat down hardly believing what was going on in front of me, I watched as the guy behind my wife pulled his cock out, it must have been 9" long, he took the bottle from the third guy, I could now see that it was a bottle of olive oil.

He looked at me as he started to pour the oil over his long cock. "Don't want to tear this tight pussy before we've got it broken in, after this she won't want anything but black cock." Then he poured more oil down the crack of her ass, she jumped as the cold liquid ran between her cheeks.

The guy at her mouth was holding her head as he started to fuck her mouth, then telling her. "Not been shown how had to suck cock before have you, slut. I can hardly get my cock in, we'll soon change that after tonight." As he said that she started to gag on his cock, he pulled out of her mouth so she could get some air before pushing it back in as far as it would go, holding her head still so she couldn't escape.

The guy behind had put the bottle down and was running his fingers down her crack, she jumped as I heard a muffled. "Noooo." as his oiled finger started to play with her ass.

He smiled telling her. "Not now slut, but you will later." His finger then plunged into her pussy, she gave a yelp then started to moan as his finger started to fuck her, working more of the oil into her cunt, he began to push another finger into her, opening her up for his cock.

Pulling his fingers out he moved his cock to her pussy and pushed, she let out a long moan as his cock now easily slid into her, he didn't get all his cock in but as he began to work it, pushing a bit deeper each time he told me. "Mmmm I love this tight pussy your wife has, but once my brother here has finished with her she'll be no good for you." then laughed as my dressing gown had fallen open, my rock hard cock could be seen by these black guys, it couldn't compare to the cock that was fucking my wife or the one stuffed in her mouth.

Pulling his oiled cock out, he asked my wife. "Slut, do you want me to stop." The guy at her mouth pulled his cock out as well, she coughed and spluttered as got her breath back.

Then I heard her beg. "Please, please don't stop, I need your cock." Her ass was wriggling as she told him. She then grunted as he forced his cock back into her with a quick thrust, she was soon moaning as her cunt was filled again. This was soon muffled as her mouth and throat was stuffed with cock.

She had started to produce lots of saliva which soon coated his cock, as he pushed I could see that she taking more of his cock into her mouth, her eyes had started to water as she started to deepthroat him, as he continued to fuck her mouth there was this glugging sound coming from her, then he would pull out for a second or two before plunging back into mouth.

My cock was bursting as I watched my wife get spit roasted, so I started to wank my cock slowly not wanting to come too quickly, the third guy who also sat watching the show was wanking himself too, his cock was now fully erect, it was a fucking monster at least 12" long and thick as my wrist, said to my wife. "Hey slut, even hubbie is enjoying the show." 

The guy fucking her pussy had quicken his pace, you could hear her grunt every time he pounded into her, now her cunt had started to make a farting sound as the air was being forced in and out of her pussy, her body started to shake as she started to have an orgasm, her screams were muffled by the cock down her throat.

That set the guy off who was fucking her mouth he groaned out loud and started to fill her throat, she pushed him out of her mouth as he was still coming, she was coughing as he spurted come all over her face, then he pushed it back into her mouth, making her swallow the rest of his spunk.

The guy fucking her cunt started to pant, with a few more deep thrusts he groaned as his own orgasm started, filling her pussy with his spunk. He pushed into her one more time, holding himself deep as his hips jerked, empting himself into her pussy.

He looked at me saying. "God I love fucking fresh tight pussy, but now it's time for the main event." With that he pulled his cock out of my wife, he then stood up, his cock was coated with a white mixture of spunk and pussy juices, then said to the third guy. "You'll need some more oil she's still tight." 

He moved round to her head, as he knelt next to the other guy, he lifted his cock to her mouth, telling her. "Clean my cock slut." She let go of the cock in her mouth and I watched as she eagerly started to lick his wet cock.

The black man who been sat wanking his cock got up and knelt behind my wife, picking up the bottle, he poured the oil onto his cock, then with his other hand worked the oil along its length till his cock shined in the light, more oil was poured onto his fingers, pushing two of them straight into my wife's pussy, she moaned as he worked his oiled fingers into her.

Pulling his fingers out he lined his big cock up to her pussy, she soon stopped moaning as he started push his cock into her, and with her mouth still full of cock all you could hear was a muffled. "Nooo it's too big." She tried to wriggle away but couldn't, he had hold of her hips, holding on to her so she couldn't get away.

Then he told her. "Relax slut stop struggling, your cunt will soon get used to it, then you'll be begging me to fuck you." He'd stopped pushing and held himself still as she tried to adjust to his thick cock.

Then she started to moan again, the guy in her mouth had pulled his cock out, now you could hear her clearly. "Oh my god that's so big." I watched as he pushed again, she moaned. "Stop, slowly please slowly."

Then we watched as for the next 15 minutes he began to feed his cock into my wife's stretched pussy, I'd come once already as I watched, but my cock was still hard as he turned to me saying. "Hey hubbie come and try your slut wife's pussy now."

He pulled his cock out which was now coated with the first guy's spunk, she started to complain as her pussy was now empty, I got up and knelt behind my wife, her pussy was stretched wide open, I pushed my cock all the way in, but I couldn't feel a thing because she was so slack.

He then asked my wife. "Do you want hubbie to continue or shall I take over."

Her response was very vocal. "Stop fucking around, I want a real cock in my cunt." She started to push me away from her, she had rejected me in favor of this black guy with his 12" cock, what a fucking slut. I moved out of the way as he got back behind the slut again, she moaned as he fed his cock back into her.

He looked at me and smiled. "OK hubbie why don't you fuck this slut's dirty mouth." She had humiliated me so why not fuck her mouth, it wasn't as though she gave me head often, so I knelt in front of her, holding her head she started to struggle, there was a loud noise as the guy fucking her slapped her ass, she yelped in pain as he told her. "Open your mouth, our you'll get another one."

She stopped struggling and opened her mouth for me, I pushed my cock all the way in, I didn't stop till her nose was hard against my stomach, she was giving me my first deepthroat experience and it was fucking great, if nothing else my slut wife had learned how to suck cock. 

She had started to moan around my cock as she was being fucked from behind, you could tell he was pulling all the way out before slowly pushing back in again, I started to thrust in time with him, after a few thrusts she had her first orgasm, she screamed as I thrust myself into her mouth, my cock couldn't hold out any longer and I started to come into her throat, she tried to push me out but I held her head as my cock spurted, she was coughing spunk and saliva out of her mouth and nose, I let her push me out so she could breathe.

She yelled at me." You bastard, I couldn't breathe." Her face looked a fucking mess with spunk all over it. She soon forgot this as her body took over, she was panting and moaning as he had increased the pace her cunt being fucked, she was telling him now. "Oh god yes, Oh yes fuck me you black bastard, fill me with your spunk."

She screamed as her orgasm started, her body bouncing on the table as he continued to fuck her, then he exclaimed. "Fucking hell we've got a squirter." She was squirting from her pussy as he continued to fuck her hard, she didn't seem to stop having orgasms, he screamed at her. "Yes, oh yes, here it comes slut." As he began to fill her pussy, he kept pumping and pumping till at last he held himself deep into her.

He was panting for a minute whilst his cock was still in her, then he told me. "Go and get some towels, the slut has soaked me, also bring your razor and shaving foam I've a job for you." I left the room and went for the towels, razor and a bowl of water. 

When I returned they were laughing as they stood over my wife, she was now laid on her back legs wide open eyes closed not moving, I could now see they had used a black marker pen to write on her, on her chest was written BLACK SLUT, her breasts MILK and HONEY, but they were laughing at what was written on her stomach, OLD FAITHFUL with an arrow pointing to her cunt, I assumed a reference to her squirting. 

They took the towels off me and started to clean themselves, the guy with the big cock then told me. "Her pussy is a mess with all that hair, shave it." So knelt between her open legs, her pussy was leaking fluids which were running down between the cheeks of her ass, her pussy smelt of sex, pushing two of my fingers into her slack cunt I started to clean her leaking cunt.

Then using the razor carefully removing her pubic hair, it was a bit of a forest so it took some time till her pussy was bald, now I could see her battered pussy lips for the first time, one of the guys said. "Don't forget the hairs around her arse hole." They took her legs and pulled them back towards her head so I could get better access to the hairs around her anus, after a bit more shaving I was finally finished.

I was pulled out of the way and told to sit down, they then lifted my wife and turned her so she was now laid face down on the table again, they pulled her ass cheeks apart, one of them knelt down between her open legs with the olive oil.

He poured it down her open cheeks, she started to moan as the cold liquid trickled towards her anus, pouring some onto his fingers he started to rub them against her little brown hole, she seemed to like this now as he started to work the oil into her anus, she yelped as his finger pushed into her.

He stopped and she began to relax then moan as he moved his finger, after about a minute of pushing his finger into her and lots more oil, a second finger was introduced and the slow process of opening her up started again, she was moaning as had his two fingers deep in her bowl.

Pulling them out, he pushed one of his fingers from each hand back into her anus, as she relaxed he started to pull her anus open with his fingers, she started to complain at this, so one of the other guys pushed his thumb into her cunt and with his forefinger started to squeeze her clit, rolling it between his fingers, she started to moan again.

More oil was poured into the opening, as he pulled then released her anus it had started to relax, her anus stopped closing fully and began to stay open, he looked at me saying. "Hey hubbie time to break in this sluts ass." The guy who playing with her clit pulled his fingers out and moved away from them.

With her ass still open he oiled his fat 9" cock, then lined it up and began to push, she screamed. "Noooo, it's too much." Grabbing hold of her hips and stopped her moving away from him, he continued to push and didn't stop till he'd filled her ass.

She was still protesting as he told her. "Stop moaning bitch, just relax and you'll enjoy it." After some time she started to relax, her hips began move backwards and forward, moaning as she accepted her ass was being filled with his black cock, he smiled as he started to slowly fuck her, looking at me again said. "As I thought she's an anal slut." Then started to pound into her ass, she just grunted at each thrust.

I didn't think it was possible, but as I watched my slut wife, she screamed as she had an orgasm from her ass being fucked, as she came I saw that the black guy with the hugh cock start to lay down the floor, wanking his hard cock as he watched the action.

The guy fucking her ass now pulled out, her anus was red and stretched wide open, he then slapped her ass telling her. "OK slut get on top." Pushing her towards the guy laid down, she straddled his body having to lift herself high so that his raised cock could be placed against her pussy, then whilst looking at me smiling slowly lower her body down taking it into her cunt not stopping till all 12" filled her cunt.

She leaned forward so her arms were resting on his shoulders and rocked her body so she could rub her clit against him, still looking at me moaning as she rocked. The guy who had been fucking her ass poured more oil onto his cock then got behind her and pushed so she was now laying flat, lined his cock up with her ass and pushed, again he didn't stop till he was all the way home.

She moaned again but not in pain but pleasure. "Oh god yes, fuck me, fill my ass and pussy with your cocks, yesssss." As she said this the last guy pushed his cock into her open mouth, holding her head as he pushed deep into her throat, all you could hear from was a muffled moan as she started to come.

I just wanked my cock hard as I watched my wife get gangbanged by these black cocks, she was loving it the fucking slut, she was being pounded in the ass and mouth at the same time having one orgasm after another, but as soon as the guy underneath started move his cock she must have squirted again because he looked at me and said. "The fucking dirty bitch, she's done again, coated my cock and balls." Then smiled as he continued to fuck her.

The guy pounding her ass was panting now, then stopped as he held his cock deep in her bowl then grunted as he filled her ass, you could see his ass twitch as he held himself deep in her, eyes closed breathing through clenched teeth as he started to come down from his orgasm.

The guy who had been fucking her mouth pulled out and went round to her rear telling his mate. "OK it's my turn with the slut's ass." As the cock was pulled from her ass you could hear a sucking sound as the air filled her opening, as he stood up I could see his limp cock was all slimy from a mixture of spunk, oil, squirted fluid and shit, he picked up a towel and started to clean his cock and balls.

As soon as he was out of the way her open ass was filled again with another cock, he didn't need to use any oil she so wet he just slipped straight in, she moaned as his cock filled her, with no finesse he just banged away into her, with fucking her mouth now her ass he didn't last too long and again her ass was filled with its second load of spunk. He held himself into her as the guy underneath fucked her.

As the guy in her ass pulled out and started to clean his cock, she was rolled onto her back, lifting her legs onto her shoulders he began to fuck her again this time at a fast pace, she was having one orgasm after another I think she even passed out for a second or two at the pounding she was getting, pulling his cock out he told her. "Doggie position, back on the table." He had to help her get back on the table as she was exhausted.

Pouring more oil onto his cock he slowly pushed into her ass she moaned as for the third time her ass was stretched and filled with cock, then for the next 5 minutes he slowly fucked her, he was starting to pant as he built up to his own orgasm, when it came he roared as he filled her ass, she moaned her last orgasm before she passed out from exhaustion.

As she laid there he finally pulled his cock out, his cock and balls were soaked as it hung between his legs, then spoke to me. "Hubbie tell the slut when she's ready for another session, to give us a ring, she's got our number, but make sure you give her a good shave first."

After cleaning himself they all got dressed and left not before they wrote on her ass cheeks BACK DOOR OPEN FOR BUISNESS, laughing as they left.

I looked down at my comatose slut wife as she laid face down on the table, her ass and pussy were leaking various fluids, it was running down her legs, her ass still hadn't closed.

My cock was rock hard as I looked at her fucked ass, she'd never let me have anal sex with her, but she was happy to let three black guys ruin her ass, as I stood there it started to close. I thought to myself why the fuck not, she deserves my cock in her slut ass after being such a bitch.

Getting behind her I pushed my cock into her open ass, there was no resistance as I plunged all the way in, I squeezed her ass cheeks together, finally I could feel my cock in her ass, I slowly fucked her savoring the feeling of my first anal fuck, god she was sloppy, but that didn't matter as I fucked her, but all too soon I got that feeling in my cock as my orgasm approached, with that I pounded as fast as I could, I came blissfully into her ass, the sluts fourth load of the night.

She still hadn't moved as my cock started to shrink, I let go of her ass cheeks and my cock slipped out of her ass, looking down at my cock coated with at least four different lots of spunk, oil and shit. I looked again at what they had written on the slut's ass, well it was definitely open, getting up I left her laid across the table and went for a shower, tomorrow I would have to think about what to do.



Watching My Son



I was still feeling the flush of my orgasm while I stood in the kitchen and tried to decide what to make for dinner. My husband was going to be out of town for a few days for work and my nineteen year-old son and I would be eating dinner alone. Having anonymously spent some time online with a few of my son's friends chatting and even going on cam, I learned that they had been having very strong sexual desires where I was concerned -- even my son. 

I had planned an adventure that day, so I had worn sexy lingerie and a dress that could be very revealing. When I arrived from work, knowing they would all be at the pool, I gave them a nice show as I got out of my car, then I went to my bedroom and opened a window overlooking the pool deck and listened to them talk about me. Their comments were quite excited and I found myself masturbating and soaking my panties and pantyhose. When I heard my son telling his friends he was going to check the laundry after they left, I decided to make it easy for him and set my wet panties and pantyhose on top of my laundry basket.

"Ricky," I called as I heard him come into the house from the pool. "Are you going to be ready for dinner soon?"

"In a while, Mom," he replied, "I want to clean up a little first."

Then I heard him starting upstairs. "Could you do me a favor, hon?" I asked. "Grab the laundry from your room and ours and bring it to the basement, I'd like to get a load started before dinner." At that, I almost laughed out loud. Talk about a double meaning.

"Okay, Mom," he said, "when I come back down."

I felt guilty. Knowing how my son had told his friends that he was going to check the laundry, I had given him a perfect, seemingly innocent opportunity to do it.

I heard my son walking down the stairs to the first floor and then to the basement. I began to walk to the basement stairs when, for some reason, I stopped and waited at the top of the stairs to the basement. Slowly, I walked down the stairs, being as quiet as I could. I stopped when I could see into the laundry room. I saw my son put two laundry baskets on the floor and then saw him reach into my basket. As he had told his friends he would, he checked the laundry and found my panties and pantyhose on the top. 

I was not sure what I expected to see. My son, though, seemed to know exactly what he wanted to do. He held my panties in front of his face as if examining them closely. I was certain the damp spot where my juices had soaked them was still visible. He brought my panties closer to his face and it was obvious he was smelling them. He then held them up against his face and drew a deep breath. I found the sight very exciting and, for the second time in less than one hour, I found my hand moving under my t-shirt and into my running shorts. I hoped he enjoyed the aroma.

Apparently he did! I almost gasped when I saw him put the damp area of my panties into his mouth. I felt myself getting very wet and again slid my fingers between my lips and into my aroused pussy. I was on the verge of another orgasm when I saw him take my panties from his mouth and put them into the pocket on his shorts. Then, he took my pantyhose and bunched them up and held them to his face, again inhaling deeply.

I coughed, giving him a chance to hide the evidence. Walking slowly down the stairs, I said perhaps a bit too loudly, "Thanks for bring that stuff down, Ricky."

"No problem, Mom," he said with a guilty smile, "always glad to help."

"If only that were true," I said, punching him on his arm as he walked past me. I noted that his pockets each had a slight bulge in them, from holding my lingerie.

Dinner was uneventful. As we cleaned up the kitchen after we ate, I asked my son: "Any plans this evening?"

"Nothing really," he said. "I have some things I have to finish for school, so I might just go up to my room and get it over with."

"Sounds like me," I said with a smile. "I just may go to bed and watch TV. I'll try to keep quiet do I don't bother you."

We both went to our bedrooms and closed the doors. I suspected we both had the same intention.

I got my laptop out and signed on to the internet. Shortly after logging in, I checked my list of my son's friends and saw a few were online, including several who had been at my house that afternoon. I hoped I would be getting "reviews" of that afternoon. I clicked the status box that said I was visible, and waited.

"Hi!!," came the first message, "Great to see you again.!"

"Hey!!," I replied, "what's going on?"

"Not much," he said, "we're just waiting for a report from a friend."

"Report?," I asked.

"Yes," he said, "we got to see our friend's mom today . . .she is so hot!" 

"Oh?," I asked, "what happened."

"We were hanging out at his house when his Mom got home from work," he began. "When she was getting out of her car she sat there with her legs apart and I could see all the way to her panties," he continued. "They were red!" he said, followed by a big smiley face.

"Wow!," I typed. 

"Yes," he said, "and then she was standing next to the pool and I could see up her skirt again. I wished I could beat off right then."

"LOL," I typed.

"It's true," he typed. "I was so horny looking at her legs. She is so hot!"

I smiled to myself and remembered listening to them talk about me after I went in the house.

"Well," I said, "it sounds like you had fun. What's going on tonight?"

"We're waiting for her son," he said, "he was going to try to get her panties."

"Really?," I asked, "what for?"

"Well, I hope we get to see him cum in them," he replied.

"Yes," he said, " most of us think it's exciting to see the others cum, and it's really exciting to see him in his mother's panties."

They had told me before about what my son did with my panties, but I was still a little shocked when I heard it again. I definitely had mixed feelings about it, and about watching him.

Just then, my son's friend said, "He's going to go on cam in a minute. Do you want to watch?"

"Yes," I said, although hesitating. "I don't have my cam tonight, is that okay?"

"I guess," he said, "I know Ricky was hoping to see you one of these days, but I guess it's okay, come into our chatroom."

I entered the chatroom. Several of the guys I had chatted with before -- and shown myself to -- were there. 

"Hi guys," I said, "sorry I don't have my cam tonight -- is that okay?"

"It's okay," several replied.

"Ricky's mom gave us a show today, so we'll forgive you," another said.

"That's what I heard," I typed.

Just then, my son's name showed up on my friends list. I felt a twinge of nerves and considered leaving, but finally decided to stay.

"Ricky," said one of the guys, "we were wondering if you'd show up."

"Sorry," Ricky typed, "I just finished dinner with my Mom a little while ago and then had to give her an excuse to be in my room."

"Did you check the laundry?," one of the guys asked.

"Yes, it was easy," Ricky typed, "my Mom actually asked me to bring the laundry downstairs, so I didn't even have to sneak into her room."

"Great," one of the guys typed, "what did you find?"

"It was great!," Ricky typed, "I found her red panties and her pantyhose right on top."

"Nice," said the other, "are you sure it's what she was wearing today?"

"Definitely!," Ricky typed, "they were still wet from her!"

"Oh man!," typed another, "did you smell them? I would!"

"They smelled great!," Ricky typed, "and tasted even better!!"

"You tasted them?," his friend asked.

"Yes.....fantastic!," Ricky typed.

At that, I got a private message -- it was from Ricky.

"Hi," it read, "do I know you?"

"I met a few of your friends online a while ago and they invited me in," I said.

"Oh," Ricky said, "You're the MILF they were talking about. Nice to meet you."

"Same here," I typed, "Is that what they say about me?"

"Yes," Ricky typed, "they said you're almost as hot as my Mom."

"Well," I typed, " I don't know about that." 

"I hope I get to find out," Ricky typed, "but they want to see my Mom's things tonight. Watch if you like."

"Okay," I replied, "maybe I will."

Of course, I knew that I was definitely going to watch. Then, several video windows opened. One by one, I saw my son's friends appear before me. I noted some were clothed, others were not. A few were already stroking themselves.

Then, another window opened. I felt another twinge of guilt as I recognized my son's room, just down the hall from where I sat. Then, my son walked into view.

He was wearing the shorts and t-shirt he'd been wearing earlier. He carried my panties and pantyhose.

"Here they are," he typed, and held my panties before the camera and then my pantyhose. Then. Smiling at the camera, he held the panties in front of his face and took a deep breath.

"Oh man!," one of the others typed, " what do they smell like?"

"Wonderful!," was my son's response.

"What are you going to do?" asked another.

"I told you," Ricky typed.

I had been paying attention to my son's actions and his friends' comments, so I was not thinking back to what he had said to his friends earlier that afternoon. All of a sudden, he removed his t-shirt and then his shorts and, for the first time since he was a child, my son stood naked before me. I tried not to think of who I was looking at, but I had to admit he had a very nice body. I noticed that he was getting excited as well. Although he was not very big, his manhood was growing to a very nice size.

Then, my son stepped back and stepped into my red bikini panties. As he pulled them up his legs, he became more and more excited. I tried not to look too closely, but I could not ignore him completely.

As the panties reached their goal, I noted that Ricky was fully erect. When he had them pulled all the way up, I saw that they were too small to contain him completely. His erection stood proudly above the panties.

Then he bent over, and started to pull my pantyhose on. As he did so, I realized that this was not the first time he had done this, because he was very careful and actually put the pantyhose on just as I had done that morning. First one foot to the calf, then the other, Then, he slid each leg up a bit, pulling them tight as he went, over is thighs and then to his waist. Reaching down, he pulled them tight around his legs, just as I would. I immediately had the thought that he must have watched me get dressed to see how I did this.

As he finished putting on my panties and pantyhose, the messages began again. They were asking how it felt, expressing envy, and making several other comments. My son just stood in front of his camera smiling.

"What are you going to do now?," one friend asked.

My son did not answer, but began to stroke himself through my pantyhose and panties. I knew I should not watch, but I could not pull my eyes away from the screen of my laptop. As guilty as I felt, I even moved closer to my desk to get a better view. He continued for several minutes, and then I could see his body stiffen and I knew his climax was near.

After just a few more strokes, I saw his body stiffen even more and then I saw him start to erupt. I was amazed as I watched my son cum, his hot semen shooting through my pantyhose and covering his stomach. I think a few streams even went almost to his shoulders.

I was beyond feeling guilty at this point. Watching my son masturbate in my panties and pantyhose was making me very excited. Almost unconsciously, my hand once again slid inside my panties and, for the third time that afternoon, I brought myself to orgasm.

I could not believe how excited I was and how strong my orgasm was. I could not believe how wet I was. I slid my fingertips inside and got them wet and them brought them to my mouth and licked them clean. As I did so, I saw my son running his fingers over his stomach and chest, collecting his semen. At almost the same time I slid my fingers into my mouth, I saw my son licking his own fingers clean. He had a very satisfied smile on his face.

As he finished, his friends comments began again. They all expressed how excited they were and expressed even more envy that they could not use my things that way. They all were stroking themselves, I noticed for the first time. As I watched, several of them came.

I was enjoying myself watching all of these hard young cocks when I got another instant message from my son.

"Hi," he said, "did you see me?"

"Yes," I replied, "it looked like you were enjoying yourself."

"I was," he said, "I always cum so much in my mother's things. Did you enjoy it?"

"Very much," I said, and I realized I did, very much. "I hope you don't mind my saying so, but you looked very good in those things." And I gave him a smiley face.

"It was nice knowing someone was watching besides the guys," he said, "especially today."

"What was special about today?," I asked.

"My Mom is so hot, and today she was even hotter than usual," he replied.

"What was so hot," I asked.

"I really got to see a lot when she was getting out of her car, and then I tasted her panties," he told me, "I never got to do that before, and the panties I was wearing when you saw me were still wet from her. I loved that."

I loved it too, but I didn't tell him -- not wanting to let him know who I was.

"So, you get off on your mom?," I asked. I was very curious about his answer.

"God, yes," he replied, "she is the sexiest woman I know. I think I spend half my life watching her and hoping to see things a sons is not supposed to see."

At this point, I forgot all about the other guys and was concentrating on my son's comments.

"What have you seen?," I asked.

"Well, I have been able to look up her skirts a lot," he said, " I love her legs, especially when she is wearing nylons."

"Do you do that often?," I asked, curious about exactly what my son had been doing.

"Whenever I can," he replied, "I love watching her get in and out of the car because she seems to always show a lot of leg, and once in a while I can see her panties."

"Do you enjoy seeing her panties?," I asked.

"Very much," he said, " I love seeing as much of her as I can."

"What else do you enjoy about her?," I asked.

"I really love the way she smells," he replied, "her perfume really gets me hard!" 

"I saw you with her wet panties," I said, "does that get you hard?"

"Oh yes," he replied, "but I don't get many chances to smell them. I love when I can and a few times I was able to get to her laundry basket shortly after she took a bath and I could taste her. That got me harder than ever and I felt like I came a gallon at a time."

"Do you get as hard as you did today?," I asked, "do you cum as much?"

"I have gotten very hard and a few times I thought I was going to rip her panties when I came in them," he said.

All of this talk was getting me even more excited than I had been. I wanted to know more.

"What do you think about when you're cumming in your mother's panties?," I asked.

"I think about cumming on her," he said.

I felt myself getting wet. I also felt I was going farther than I should with this conversation, but I enjoyed the way it was making me feel.

"What sort of things do you think about?," I asked. I really wanted to know.

"Well," he said, " I think a lot about rubbing my cock on her legs when she's wearing nylons. I think about cumming on her legs and seeing my cum on her, then watching her rub it into her nylons."

Now I was very interested. In spite of myself, I was getting very turned on by this conversation.

"What else do you think about?," I asked.

"I love when she wears tight skirts because her ass is so sweet," he said, "I have this dream of bending her over a chair and lifting her skirt so I could rub my cock on her ass until I came on her. Then I would massage my hot cum into her panties and pantyhose for her."

This was getting better and better -- and much more exciting. Although I thought my son had been having some of the usual fantasies about his mother, I did not expect them to be so detailed as these.

"Do your friends have these same kinds of thoughts about their mothers?," I asked.

"Not really," he replied, "the other guys' mothers are not much compared to my mom. I think the guys are perfectly happy to be here having these thoughts about her."

"Do you mind your friends having these thoughts about your mother?," I asked. I was genuinely curious about this.

"I really did at first," he admitted, " I think I was shocked by the way they talked about her and the things they said about her. But after a while, I had to admit that I was having a lot of the same thoughts and I was lucky enough to be around her all the time and didn't need an excuse to be here. Plus, I was so lucky to have access to her things."

"They said you gave them pictures you took of your mother, is that true?' I asked.

"Only one -- it was of her getting out of her car. It was nice, but not as hot as what we saw today," he replied. "Of course, I am always on the lookout for chances to see sexy things."

"Like what?," I asked.

"Oh," he replied, "seeing her in her skimpy bikinis in the pool or when she is sunbathing. She wears much sexier things when my friends aren't around. Sometimes I try to catch her getting out of the shower by going into her room to ask her something just after I hear the shower stop running. Other times I just watch her to see if I can see under her skirt when she is just getting home from work or getting ready to leave."

"Wow," I typed, "it sounds like you are kept pretty busy. How often do you masturbate over her?"

"Probably at least two or three times a day, actually." he said.

"Wow," I said. This time I was really shocked. "Where do you find the time?"

"I usually do it before I go to school, because I am always hard in the morning, especially seeing how my Mom dresses for work each day. When I get home from school, I start getting excited waiting for her to come home and try to be there to watch her get out of the car. That usually gives me enough reason to do it then. And then I am usually with my friends either really or online at night, and we talk about things -- her a lot -- and I do it again. Sometimes, if my Mom is wearing something hot at night or when she gets ready for bed, I get excited and do it again."

"I am impressed," I said. I really was. I never thought I had that kind of effect on him.

"Just talking about it with you is getting me excited again right now," he said.

"What are you going to do about it?" I asked.

"I think I am going to beat off again right now," he said, "would you like to watch?"

"I'd love to, if you don't mind," I said. I could feel myself beginning to get wet again.

"Okay," he replied, "maybe sometime I can watch you while I do it. The guys said you were hotter than hot and had an amazing body."

"I'd love to do that," I said, "maybe we can just go on camera one-on-one sometime." I realized I was becoming much more interested in this than I had planned.

"Wow!," he typed, "that'd be great! Just a minute," he typed, "I'm starting to get hard again."

"Show me, please," I typed, "I love watching a pretty cock get hard and grow. I really love to take a soft cock in my mouth and feel it grow as I suck on it." 

I actually told my son one of my favorite things about sucking cock! It was a good thing that he didn't know who he was chatting with. All of a sudden, his picture was back. He was standing in a room near mine with nothing on but a smile. I watched his cock as he moved close to the camera. He was getting harder as he approached, and then, it began to climb like an express elevator. It was so beautiful. I began to touch myself again.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

"Yumm," I typed, "It's gorgeous."




Watching My Son



"Would you like to suck on it?" he asked.

"I would love to," I said. It was true.

"My Mom has the sexiest mouth," he said, "she has beautiful lips and I love it when she wears red lipstick. Every time she does I dream about seeing them sucking on me and cumming in her mouth."

Oh God! I was about to have another orgasm. I had to remember to get more bright red lipstick.

"I am sure anyone would love to have that beautiful cock in their mouth," I typed, " any woman I mean."

"Going to cum," he typed.

I saw the look of sheer passion cross his face as his eyes closed and his head leaned back. He looked unsteady standing there. His hand began to stroke faster and faster. My hand matched his move for move. 

Suddenly, his back arched and he began to cum. As the first string shot from him, I felt my own orgasm hit me. My orgasm was as strong as any I had ever felt. I sensed it was because I had cum with my son -- if only online.

As I watched, he shot several streams. He tried to catch them in his hand, but missed quite a few. While this was going on, I was trying to regain composure.

"Oh oh," he typed, "I had better get going so I can clean this up. My mom would kill me if she found out what I had done."

Somehow, I thought he might be wrong and smiled to myself at the thought.

"Okay," I typed, "you were wonderful. Just so you know, I have a tremendous orgasm myself watching you."

"You did?, he asked, " that is so hot! Maybe sometime I can watch you. I'd love to see that."

"I'd love to show you," I typed, "we'll have to get together again."

"Great," he typed, "well....gotta go. Bye."

"Bye," I typed, "see you soon."



Watching My Sweet April



Getting a beautiful girlfriend can sometimes be an overwhelming thing for a young average guy. Well, that's how it happened for me anyway. 

I spent the better part of my life getting ready for college. Working, saving, preparing. I was pretty much your average white kid from your average mid size town. Not fast enough or strong enough for athletics, and not quite smart enough for the big scholarships. 

So, I worked my ass off my last year of high school. All so I could get into the big state college a couple of hours away. 

College was an exciting time for me. New people, new places and all that college could offer. I can vividly remember my first semester. I think I partied more than I could handle. Well, I know I did. Lots of nights spent drinking and sleeping it off didn't help my GPA. And, hooking up with a willing girl here and there was something I experienced from time to time. None of them made a big impact on me so I decided it was best to hit the books and focus. 

Anyway, so my next semester and the subsequent following summer semester were spent working on my grades and being a stand up guy. I barely had time to do anything more than go in for my shifts and attend class. 

So, the fall semester rolled around. One year smarter, one more year of experience. I was confident and looking forward to accomplishing something great. 

And, it was something great I found indeed. Her name was April. 

April was a incoming freshman. Young, blonde and incredibly beautiful. 

Luck was on my side when she seated herself by me in a freshman level class I happened to be taking. I had to admit, I was smitten from the start. 

The first day I don't think I said anything more than "Hello". However, after two days in the class we ended up getting paired up in a group. 

The first out of class project meeting was when I knew I was going to be in head over heels. She was great. Smart, witty and very fun to be around. 

We pretty much hit it off about 3 weeks into the semester. I asked her out and our relationship began. 

It probably took about 4 dates before we found ourselves involved in heavy make out session. Clothes started coming off . As we both got naked I found myself with the biggest hard on and truly couldn't believe how good looking she was. 

April had long striking blonde hair that hung down past her shoulders. She was about 5'2" and her petite body was lean and trim. As I took her bra off for the first time I saw two of the nicest perky breasts I've ever seen. She had a light tan line from her bikini that only helped to accent her dark pink nipples. 

The bottom half of her body was as good as the top. She had a tiny waist, nice hips and a firm small ass. And oh god her pussy! It was amazing. She had it trimmed into a thin line. Her hair matched the blonde on her head. I thought I died and went to heaven. 

That first night we made love 3 times. I just couldn't get enough of her. 

As our relationship grew, we talked more about the past and what our history was. She told me I was only the second guy she'd been with. Her serious high school boyfriend was the first. They'd broken up shortly before she came to school. 

Either way, I was incredibly happy to have her. And our semester continued to be great. 

I guess I was lucky to have her in my same class. She and I got to see each other 3 times a week no matter what. It was our time to catch up and reconnect. 

Outside of class, I did my best to spend a lot of time with her. It soon became harder to do it though. 

The next semester she and I didn't share any time on campus together. If I was in class, she wasn't. If she was in her dorm, I was working. 

We did our best to make it work. I requested time off when I could and made it a priority to spend time with her. However, with the way things were that semester, we barely had time to spend one night a week together. I did my best to make the most of it though, fucking her every chance I could get. We had a special relationship so I did my best. 

Towards the end of that semester we both had a lot of things to do. I had just started sharing a little dump of an apartment with my friend Danny. It really was a crappy place but it was damn cheap. However, convincing April to sleep there with me was pretty hard to do. 

Now April was also forced to make a move. She had to leave her dorm and she needed to search for some suitable living options. She was weighing the options when she ended up finding an option with Stacy. 

Now, I had met Stacy once or twice before. She was a junior at college and friends with some people we knew. She was renting a big lake house thanks to her rich parents and offered to rent out one of the rooms to April. 

Now Stacy was an interesting girl. She was known as a party girl on campus and probably a pretty easy lay. I knew that she liked to drink and smoke and get around. But, after thinking over her offer of cheap rent in a big house, April decided to go for it. After all, it was just a summer. 

After a week or two, I went over to hang out for a while. It was then I met Jimmy, who was Stacy's 28 year old boyfriend. He was working at some big telemarketing company and thought he knew it all. The first time I met him I could tell he was cocky bastard. I think he picked Stacy up at a bar and she liked that he spent money on her. I did my best to get along with him the few times I saw him. 

Anyway, as the summer went on, April and I started having some knock down drag out fights. She clearly wanted me to be around more often and I just couldn't. I mean, I had to pay for school. 

Then on one Wednesday, she and I were going at it again. Finally she says " If you don't have the time, maybe we should just stop seeing each other!" 

Hell, I was so infuriated at that time. I screamed out "Fine, if that's how you want it, let's break for a while!!" 

I clearly remember the words as they were some of the last I'd say to her for a while. 

The next day I didn't know what to do. Part of me wanted to call and apologize. Part of me thought I should give her space. And, being young, my stubborn pride won out and I did nothing. 

Another day passed and Saturday I was back at work again. I couldn't get her off my mind, I just didn't know what to do then. I got off early and headed home. That evening I got in my car, thinking I'd go over and apologize, or at least try to see where she was on this whole thing. I had felt pretty serious about her so I thought I should give it some effort. 

As I drove over, my cell phone rang. It was my roommate, Danny. 

"Hey man, I knew you guys broke up, but I didn't think April moved so fast" he said. 

"What are you talking about?" I asked. 

"Well, I'm bartending tonight, you know over here at the restaurant, just doing my thing. And well, I had to go through the dining area. I saw April and Stacy in there. They are with 2 other guys. I think one is probably Stacy's boyfriend, but I don't know the other guy," he said. 

"Are they still there?"

"Yeah, but they are probably taking off in a few, looks like they are done with dinner. I'm sorry man, I just thought you might like to know," he explained. 

Damn, what the fuck? I knew that this was some shit Stacy set up. I mean, maybe she was just trying to cheer her up. But, honestly, I don't know what the hell was up. 

So, I did the only thing a stubborn young man might do. I drove over to the house. 

Luckily, I still had a key to the place. I parked way the hell down the street and went into the house. I didn't know what I was going to do. I mean, I couldn't get caught there, that'd be weird. But something told me to stay. 

I walked around the house. Both of the girl's rooms smelt of lingering perfume. There was makeup on the counters and you could tell they had taken their time looking for outfits. Just what the hell did Stacy tell her to get her to go out? 

I heard a car door slam outside and scrambled. I ducked into the hall broom closet. It was just by the hallway that separated the main living room and the bedrooms down the hall. It had 2 slotted sliding doors that came together. I could see and hear incredibly well out of them. I just hoped no one needed a broom that night. 

The door opened and I could hear some giggling. There were only 2 female voices. I saw April and Stacy come in and drop put their purses and keys on the hall table. 

They were both dressed up nicely, but I couldn't believe what April was wearing. She was wearing the tightest teal dress I've ever seen. It hugged her curves. It was very short, just barely covering her ass and seeing her nipples press out the top told me she wasn't wearing a bra. Her hair was up and she had on some clear high heels that I knew she borrowed from Stacy. Well, she had to have borrowed everything from her. She had never dressed like that. 

I listened to them talking in the kitchen. I could hear drinks being poured. 

April said "Why did you invite them over here?"

"Oh god, come on, it's just a little harmless fun," grinned Stacy. 

"Come on Stacy, you know I just got out of a relationship. It was hard enough for me to agree to go to dinner. I'm not ready for anything at this point"

"Geez, loosen up. We'll just have some drinks. God girl, I just want you to have fun April! Besides, your old boyfriend never took you to dinners like that" 

Had Stacy been able to see me, she would have seen the cold hard stare I gave her for that remark. 

About 2 minutes later the door opens. And I hear 2 men's voices. 

"Hey ladies... we got more liquor" 

After I hear some more drinks getting poured, they started coming into the living room where I could see them all. 

Stacy was there with Jimmy of course. I could tell he'd been drinking up a storm already and was having a fun time. They sat on the loveseat. 

April came in slowly, followed closely by a massive dark man. I say massive because this guy was built like a brick wall. 

He was about 6 ' 2" and solid muscle. This guy must have worked out all the time to get this way. He was wearing a white shirt that was stretched by his big pecs and solid arms. He had dark brown skin and a shaved bald head. Just looking at him, I judged him to be about 35 years old. 

In my head I was thinking "Who the hell is this and why is he here with these college girls?" 

Looking back now I guess if I was in his shoes I would know that answer, but it did seem a little odd to me. 

Jimmy said "Why don't you sit next to April on the couch Thomas?"

Hmm, Thomas. He must be someone Jimmy knew from somewhere. 

Thomas moved over to sit next to April. I saw him sit down and adjust to get close to her. As he moved over, he put one arm around her on the back of the couch. 

Stacy started off the discussion with some idle chit chat about dinner. I ignored most of what she and Jimmy said. My eyes were on April the whole time. 

She didn't say a lot. I could see her being uncomfortable with this situation. She sat up near the edge of the couch. Thomas tried to get a small touch on her back here and there but for the most part she was staying put. 

After refilling their drinks, Stacy got up. She said, let's see what's on TV. She went over and hit a button on the DVD player. 

Of course, it was porn. There, right on the screen was a woman blowing a guy. She was down on her knees giving it all she could. 

Stacy said "Oh my, she knows what she's doing" Jimmy smiled and they kissed. 

As the scene passed, the guy started fucking her. I saw April move some in her seat. I also saw Thomas put his hand on her back. I could imagine her feeling his massive heavy hand on her. 

The scene soon finished with the guy giving a massive cumshot all over the face of the willing woman. After some crude remarks from Jimmy, the movie continued on with a blonde in a field getting fucked by a guy. About halfway through this scene, Stacy stood up. She stated for everyone "I've had about all I can stand. Jimmy, take me to the bedroom!"

Jimmy got up. I saw April look up at Stacy, as if her protector was leaving. 

Stacy grinned and said "You too have fun!"

I saw April give an awkward smile. The porno rolled on. 

Thomas leaned up and put one hand on April's thigh. He said "Sorry, I've been waiting to tell you all night. You look so fucking hot" 

April smiled and let out a deep breath. She was still silent. 

Thomas smiled at her again. He moved his hand over to hers and grabbed her drink. He took it in his hand and set it on the table. 

Thomas was bolder than he had been all night. He put his hand on Aprils and then leaned in. 

His mouth touched hers and he gave her a gentle kiss. He pulled back, gauging her reaction. 

April showed almost no emotion. She didn't say no, she didn't say yes. She didn't move. 

Thomas moved in again. His kiss was much more aggressive this time. He put his hand on her arm and slid it up her shoulder. 

April didn't back off or push him off. I saw Thomas break the kiss for just a second and go back in for more. This time it looked like April was letting him. 

Thomas took his time, kissing, moving closer to her. I was wondering what would happen. "Why wasn't she throwing him off?" 

Thomas moved next to her and grabbed her arm. He pulled her to face towards him and basically picked her up in one move, pulling her on top of him. 

Her legs straddled his lap now, causing her skirt to ride up. My eyes darted to her ass. I could see the sheer pink thong she was wearing underneath. I knew that thong. It was totally see-through. She wore it on special occasions for me. 

Right now Thomas was sliding his hands on her ass on top of that thong. 

April was leaning over, kissing Thomas. She had clearly crossed some sort of line now. 

They kissed for quite a while. I saw Thomas' hands move up and down her back. He broke their kiss and smiled at her. He moved his hand up and slid down the straps of her dress, then did the other side.

April's perky breasts were now exposed to Thomas. He opened his mouth and begin licking her breasts, moving his tongue over her hard nipples. 

April moaned out loud and put her hand on his head. Thomas clearly knew what he was doing. April was enjoying this attention. 

Meanwhile, back in my closet, I was freaking out. Here I was, watching the love of my life get her tits licked by a stranger! A 35 year old black stranger! 

It was only 2 days ago that we decided to take a break. A break! That's what I wanted. How the hell could she be here after just 2 days?

Part of me wanted to run out there. But, the other part told me to stay and see what happened. Meanwhile, the part between my legs was rock hard and about to split my jeans. 

April leaned back on Thomas' lap as he took his time with her nipples. The guy clearly knew how to pleasure her nipples. 

Soon Thomas grabbed her by the hips and made her stand. He grabbed the dress at her waist and slid it down. Now she was standing before him in her pink thong and those glass high heels. 

He told her "Fuck, you're so hot." 

I saw Thomas move his hands up her hips. He hooked a finger in each side and gently started sliding down her thong. 

I wanted to say "STOP! Don't do it!" 

Of course in my head I did nothing. I guess my mind was telling me if the panties stayed on this whole thing would stop. 

After her panties hit the floor, Thomas got up and put April on the couch. He stood before her and took his shirt off. His massive back faced me. His broad shoulders and arms flexed before her. 

Then he unbuckled his jeans. I saw him slide his jeans to the floor. His thighs and calves were also very muscular. His white boxer briefs clung to his body. I knew if I could see the front I'd see it bulging out too. 

Thomas knelt down in front of April. He pulled her to him. Her legs locked around him as they kissed more. I saw her tiny hands touch his back and arms. The contrast of white on black stood out as her hands ran across him. 

Thomas broke the embrace and positioned himself down between her legs. 

He said "You have such a pretty pussy baby" 

With that, he began to go down on her. I saw April tense and lean back on the couch. 

She began moaning. As Thomas buried his head between her legs, she pulled them around, now hanging over his massive shoulders. 

April began squirming, moaning. I knew what it meant, she was close. 

She moaned louder and louder and put her hand on his bald head. In her sweet voice I heard her say " Fuck, fuck... I'm gonna cum!"

April tensed and her legs began to shake. She was cumming, she was cumming for this man. "Ohh!! God!" 

After she slowed her breathing, Thomas moved up to kiss her. They shared a long passionate kiss. He had her, he totally had her now. Thomas moved to the couch next to April. He grabbed April's hand and put it on his crotch. 

April shrieked out "Fuck!....oh god you're big"

Thomas chuckled at her. He said "Why don't you take these off for me?"

April's small hands moved up to the waistband of his white boxers. She gently began to tug them down. Thomas put his legs together to help her out. 

When she got them off she was faced with a bulging thick tool. His dick must have been 9 inches long, but extremely thick. It matched his thick big body. He was almost fully hard, but he was clearly ready for April. 

Her little hand glided over it. She gripped it to hold it up, and her fingers couldn't come close to wrapping around it. She pulled her hand up his shaft, the skin sliding up with her fingers on his uncut cock. 

Her tiny hand gripped him tightly before she put both hands on him. She seemed to be mesmerized by his cock. 

Thomas laid back, watching her enjoy it. He knew the power he had with this thing and he didn't have any problems taking over this young college girl with it. 

April had her knees underneath her on the couch. She leaned down. 

April opened her mouth wide and began to take him in. Her small mouth took in his head and slid down on his thick rod. She had one hand at the base of his cock. 

April began to slide her mouth up and down on his cockhead. She could barely get in 2-3 inches of his throbbing hard tool. 

Thomas put one of his big hands on the back of April's head. He was clearly loving this position. 

April never had a problem sucking my cock and she was great at it. However, now she was dealing with something that was more than 3 inches bigger than what I had, and twice as dark and thick. 

As April bent over, her ass was high in the air. I could see her glistening pussy through her legs and knew it was only moments before Thomas would be in her. If I wanted to stop this, I could do it now. 

The faint sounds of Jimmy and Stacy fucking down the hall got louder. I stayed in my closet, thinking to myself that I couldn't stop this no matter what. April had already started to experience Thomas' big cock. If she didn't have him now, she'd get him later. 

Thomas pulled April's head off his hard dick. She had saliva running down her chin. 

He said "You want this baby? You want this in you?" 

April looked up at him. Her face showed the nervousness she was feeling, but it also showed anticipation. 

She said "Fuck...do you have a condom?" 

Thomas smiled up at her. "No I don't baby, if you want one, we'll have to stop. Don't worry, I'm clean. You tell me girl, do you want this in you?" 

It was an interesting question. I didn't know how she'd respond. She and I never fucked without one. 

She surprised me when she said, "I do....you'll need to go slow, I've never had anything like yours before."

He said, "Climb on up baby, you go as slow as you want." 

April moved up over his rod as Thomas laid back and made room for her. 

I saw her hand grip the top of his rod. She gently began to slide down on him. I heard her moan loudly as the head of his cock slipped in. Her hands went to his massive chest as his moved to her hips. He started to help her slide down. 




Watching My Sweet April



Slowly, every so slowly she moved on down. She got just over half of him in. I saw the look of pleasure hit her face. 

She slid back up on him and then back down. Now she was taking more of him. 

April leaned down to kiss Thomas. Her ass moved up and down on the thick rod inside her. 

She continued to ride up and down on his cock for minutes on end. At one point, she flipped her head back, her nails digging into his chest. 

She moaned loudly "Fuck, you're cock fills me up!" 

And, I could see she didn't even have him all in her yet. 

Thomas smiled up at her, just letting her ride. She slowed for a minute and Thomas saw his chance for a change. 

He put his hands on her waist and slid her over on the couch. As he got up, I once again saw his huge cock. It was dark, shining with her wetness. 

Thomas stood in front of her on the couch. He smiled at her, stroking his cock. 

He said "Let me do you from behind baby." 

April looked up at him and then moved to the middle of the couch. She slid on the floor and turned away from him. She bent over the couch, and spread her legs wide on the floor. 

April looked back at Thomas as he moved into position. He knelt behind her and spread her legs more. He gripped his cock and slowly began to slide into her. 

April's head hit the couch. She moaned out "Fuck!" 

Thomas' cock slid into her easier this time. From my slightly open door I could see from the side as he went in her. 

Thomas put his hands on her hips and began to slide in and out of her. April moaned and her hands gripped the couch cushion. 

As his cock slid in and out of her, April began getting louder and louder. She moaned out every time he bucked into her. There was no doubt that Stacy and Jimmy could hear it all down the hall. I was guessing that her plan worked. 

April's noises increased, moaning louder and louder. She shouted out "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" 

Then, for the second time that night she came again. She was thrashing underneath him, shaking as he pounded into her. I saw her hands, clenching the cushion as she came, her mouth was open with ecstasy. 

After she came, Thomas slowed down for a second. 

He moved April on the couch, laying against the back, her legs spread over the side. 

Thomas moved between her legs and slid in her once more. This time he started with a faster pace. 

Thomas started fucking her faster. I knew what was going to happen here. He was close. 

I was also close. One quick stroke across my crotch took me over the edge. I was cumming in my pants. It was all I could do to remain quiet. However, they were so into it I doubt they would have heard me. 

Thomas moaned loudly. He pulled out of her and stood up in front of her. His hand went to his cock and he started stroking it over her. 

"Oh fuck baby, god I'm gonna cum so hard on you," he told her. 

Just then Thomas moaned and his cock started shooting his cum all over April's stomach and tits. 

"Oh god yeah" He looked down on her as his cum covered spots of her torso and breasts. 

April looked up at him as he finished on her. She had his stuff all over her. She had just had her 3rd man ever. She just had him 2 days after we went on a break. She just got fucked by a huge cock and I saw the whole fucking thing. 

So, there I was, standing in the closet.................. 



Watching My Sweet Wife



My wife and I have been married for almost 7 years. She's 31, blonde with blue eyes, with a terrific, curvy body and fantastic 36c tits. She's shy and conservative, which makes the fantasy of seeing her with another guy just that much more erotic! I love seeing other guys checking her out, and I know that they're wondering what those tits would look like naked! I just wish she'd show them off sometime! 

I like the idea of going to a party with my wife where the lights are fairly dim, and after a few drinks I convince her to remove her bra so she can tease the guys who are checking her out. Hopefully, it would be crowded there, with lots of touching, and I'd see some guy sneaking a quick feel of her as we roamed through the crowd. 

Meanwhile I'd be doing the same for any girls that happened to bump into me, enjoying knowing that my wife is watching me and the girls who let themselves be touched and groped. 

She'd see me grabbing a girl's tit or ass and smile, and let some stranger grab her in return. At some point I'd see a guy's hand caressing her tits, not just going for a quick grab, but holding them and squeezing them... I'd see her hand reach down to his crotch, rubbing over his obviously hard cock. 

As we mingle a little more, have another drink, she tells me that he's asked her to check with her husband to see if it's OK if he slides his hand up under her shirt. Even in the dim lights, I can see that her face is flushed, and she's excited. I tell her to let him if she wants.... the next thing I know is the guy is standing behind her, reaching around her front, his hand caressing just under her braless full tits, still over her shirt. My shy little wife then holds out the bottom of her shirt, and he takes the cue to reach under it to grab her naked tits.... My lovely wife's eyes widen as the stranger's hand cups her warm, soft breast. 

The whole time I'm standing nearby, watching, occasionally grabbing and rubbing the pretty girls who are talking with me or brushing past, but never taking my eyes off my wife, allowing the stranger to grope her tits under her shirt... 

I keep watching, seeing his hands grabbing her tits under her tight shirt... I see the outline of his hands squeezing and caressing her tits, as she relaxes, leans back and smiles at me... her hand disappears behind her back and I know that she's trying to grab his cock..... 

When he finally lets her go, she comes over to me and I tell her how turned on I am from watching another guy feeling her up like that... I ask her if she enjoyed feeling a stranger's hands on her tits, and she says she loved it, she also tells me that she reached back to grab his cock and hoped I didn't mind! I tell her of course not, and she should reach into his pants, wouldn't it be amazing to put her hand right on his hot, hard cock.... 

She wanders back over towards him, I notice several guys checking out her tits and hard nipples as she walks past them.... the guy stands behind her once again, this time both his hands are free and he doesn't wait for an invitation. He immediately reaches under her shirt, grabbing and squeezing her soft tits in his hands... Her shirt is riding up a bit, high enough that her stomach is exposed, and the bottom curve of her breasts- when they're not covered by his hands, that is. She winks at me and reaches behind her, grabbing for his cock.... She leans back to say something to him, and he takes his hands away, reaching down to his pants, but leaving her shirt halfway up her tits. I realize that she's asked him to undo his pants for her. His simple task completed, he reaches around to her partly exposed tits once again, as my wife reaches back behind her, moving downwards. His hands stop squeezing her tits momentarily, as I realize that her hand has found what she was looking for... again she smiles at me, silently telling me that she has this stranger's hard cock in her hand.... 

I watch as my wife allows the stranger to fondle her tits, her shirt working higher and higher until her tits are totally exposed, watching his hands massage them. Her arms disappear behind her back, and I know that she's got his hard cock in her hands. Other people around are involved in their own things, and don't really notice my cute little wife getting felt up so brazenly... She eventually breaks away from him again, pulling her tight shirt down and walking back over to me. 

She asks me if I'm enjoying what I'm seeing, and reaches down to my cock for her answer. Grasping my cock through my pants she tells me that she will ask me the same thing she asked him: "Would you undo my pants for me, I want to feel your cock..." 

"Oh my god," I tell her, "you actually told him you wanted to feel his cock?" She nodded, and said that she was so nervous, but she couldn't wait to get her hands on his naked cock..... I undo my pants for my wife, and she grasps my hard, pusling cock in her hand, smiling at me, saying "Do you realize that I've held two cocks in the last few minutes?" I moan approvingly as she squeezes it and strokes it briefly, before telling me that she wants to find a slightly more secluded corner, and I should follow them. With that, she turned and started walking back towards him.... 

I do up my pants and follow her. She leans into him again, and then takes him by the hand, heading off to the edge of the room. I follow. She leans back against a wall, and pulls her shirt up over her tits, exposing them to him, almost displaying them for him. He wastes no time going for them, grabbing and fondling them. She reaches down to his pants to pull down his zipper and pull out his hard cock.... I watch as she grasps it with both hands, slowly pumping it, staring at it. She cups his balls, and fondles them the same way his hands were working over her tits....  again she smiles at me as I watch her stroking another man's cock..... 

She continutes to pump and stroke his cock, enjoying how hard and thick it is in her hands... he says something to her and she smiles at him, then licks her finger and runs her wet finger over his cockhead... After a few minutes teasing him like this, she tells him to wait for just a second, and walks over to me, her shirt still pulled up over her tits.... She tells me that he wants her to suck him, and what should she do.... I ask her if it turns her on to have a stranger ask her to suck his cock, and she nods... I push my hand down her pants to touch her pussy, which is soaking wet and so hot.....  She moans and says that it turns her on so much to think about sucking another man's cock.... I tell her that I'll be right here, watching..... 

She walks back over to him, as another girl comes up beside me, a cute brunette, who has been watching all of this and asked me who the blonde is... I told her she's my wife.... she whispers to me that it looks like I'm about to see my wife give another man a blow job.... mmmm, I said, I certainly hope so..... 

My wife positions her friend so his back is to the wall, and pulls his pants right down, crouching down in front of him.... My cock thobs in my pants as I drink in the sight of my gorgeous wife so consumed with the beautiful, hard cock in front of her. She keeps stroking and fondling his cock and balls, which are now positioned directly in front of her face.... Me and my new friend move a little to the side, and my wife sees us and winks, as she extends her tongue and flicks it lightly over the tip of his cock.... mmmmm, seeing my wife's face so close to his cock.... 

The brunette asks if I mind if she stays and watchs too, and I tell her the price of admission is going to be at least her shirt... she grins and says no problem, peeling off her shirt, exposing her beautiful tits.... my wife saw all of this and winks at me again, approvingly, as she opens her mouth to accept the tip of the stranger's cock into it..... 

This time I move around behind the brunette so I can reach around her and grab her tits, as I watch my wife permit another man to press his cock into her mouth... the brunette leaned back and asked me if this was the first time my wife had sucked another cock, and I told her yes..... 

I reach down to undo my pants once again, and my sexy little brunette took the hint and thrusts her hands down to grasp my very hard, throbbing cock.... Mmmm, she whispers.... it seems like you quite enjoy seeing your wife offering her mouth to a stranger's cock...... I keep squeezing her tits as my wife looks over at me, the stranger's cock inching its way deeper into her mouth.... she takes his balls in her hand, as she allows him to gently pull her mouth deeper and deeper onto his cock..... My cock throbs in the girl's hand.... my hands moved down her body, to her waist and I start pulling up her skirt.....  oh yes, she whispers.... feel my pussy.... feel it right here so your wife can see..... 

With several inches of a stranger's cock already deep inside my wife's mouth, she watched as my fingers spread the pretty young brunette's pussy exposing her wetness.... I push a finger into her wet, slippery hole as my wife takes the entire length of his cock into her mouth in one fluid stroke.... holding it deep in her mouth and throat..... I hear him moan as he feels my wife's mouth take his entire shaft.... the brunette moaned too, saying that my wife looks so good with his cock in her mouth... my cock throbs and the brunette squeezes it back, saying it's obvious how much I like seeing my wife suck another guy.... mmmmm.... there was my pretty wife, crouching in front of another guy, his cock buried in her wet mouth.... 

Mmmm, pump my cock, I tell the brunette.... she starts jacking me with her hands.... as I push a second finger into her slippery pussy..... oh yes, she moaned, although I wasn't sure if she was expressing her approval of my fingers in her, or the show my wife and the stranger was putting on.... 

My wife pulld back from his cock, letting it slide out of her mouth, caressing his hot, wet cock with her hand as she leaned back to admire it.... she turns to look over at me and I smile, she could see that the brunette was pumping my cock with her hands... my wife pulled the stranger's cock down to her mouth and swallowed the entire length of it in one motion... he moaned again, and I knew that his cock was pulsing in my wife's sweet mouth... he reached down to her head, grabbing her hair and guiding her mouth on him, in and out, letting her know that husband or no, she was not going to get away from him.... She moaned, letting him know that she wasn't going anywhere..... 

Suddenly the brunette turns around, and tells me that I need a better viewpoint to watch my wife from... she pushes me back against the wall, right beside the stranger, and drops to her knees in front of me, right beside my wife..... she pulls my pants right down as well, and looked over at my wife sucking the stranger... my wife nodded as best she could with her mouth full of him, and my brunette opened her mouth to take my cock in..... 

Leaning back against the wall, I look down at the pretty brunette kneeling in front of me, with her mouth open, ready for my cock.... she tells me just watch your wife... sucking another man for the first time.... I look over at my wife, and from this angle I can see her pretty face and mouth open for his cock, sliding it in and out of her lips.... then it's my turn to moan as the brunette lowers her warm, wet mouth onto my cock, sucking it deep into her throat.... 

Seeing another woman sucking her husband, my wife moans her approval. Twisting her head slightly, she can see her husband's cock disappearing into another woman's mouth, as she eagerly sucked on her new friend.... with one hand my wife reaches up to fondle the stranger's balls, and then she reaches up to do the same to mine.... squeezing them as my cock works in and out of the brunette's mouth, her lips bumping against my wife's fingers occasionally.... 

Being right beside him, I also hear everything he says to my wife.... telling her what an amazing cocksucker she is, and how good her mouth feels on his cock..... hearing him moan from the pleasure my wife was giving him.....  then he tells her that he wants to fuck her tits, they felt so good earlier, he needs to slide his cock between them.....  he allows her to pull back, and reposition herself up a little on her knees, so her tits are now aligned with his hard, wet cock.  She lookd up at him and demurely invites him to slide his cock between her tits, telling him that her husband absolutely loves fucking her tits..... squeezing them together, she allows his cock to press in between them, as he starts thrusting it up through her big, soft tits.... 

Oh yeah, he groans, they feel so good.... I watch the head of his cock thrusting up in between her tits, to be met with my wife's mouth and tounge as she licks and sucks his cock each time it came within range.... 

mmmmm.... the brunette sucks me deeper and faster as I watch my gorgeous wife being tit-fucked and loving it.....  my cock fills her mouth as she takes all of me, moaning, letting my wife right beside her know how much she was enjoying her husband's cock.... 

The stranger beside me tells my wife that he is close to cumming, and tells her to give him her mouth again....  she looks up at me, and asks me if she should let him cum in her mouth.... I nod, and she looks up at him, opening her mouth wide, and placing it just under his cockhead... he tells her how good she looks, waiting for his cum like that..... 

She sucks on his cock again and strokes it with her hand, looking up at me, then him, telling him to please cum for her.... I keep thrusting my cock in and out of the cute young brunette's mouth, watching my wife begging another guy to cum for her....  I knew that he was only seconds away from exploding, and the thought of another man's cock about to cum in my beautiful wife's mouth made me delirious... suddenly he groaned that he was cumming, and my wife covered his cockhead with her mouth.... I could see his cock pulsing as his cum erupted in my wife's mouth, hearing him moan as she holds his throbbing cock in her mouth, still stroking his shaft with her hand.... she pulls back, directing his cock down at her tits, asking him to cover her tits too....  I watch as he spurts cum several more times onto my wife's big, soft tits.... 

She looked up at him, smiling and asks if he enjoyed it...  He groaned "Oh fuck, yes....." 

She then looks over at me, and asks what about you, did you enjoy that? It was my turn to groan, as my brunette pulls my cock from her mouth, looks over at my wife, her wet mouth and her cum-covered tits.... "Are you ready to show her," she challenged me, "are you ready to show your wife how turned on she made you? Cum on... let her see.... let her see you cum on another girl...... mmmm, show your wife how horny you are......" 



Watching My Wife



I had long suspected my wife of having an affair. So I planned a 'trip' for myself. In my business I take many trips. I told Sheri that I had to go to Atlanta for the weekend. She seemed to perk up at the news. I was sure that I must be right. And this was my chance to find out for sure. Our closest friends, Dan and his wife Taylor, were also our nearest neighbors with a house right behind ours. They were on vacation and I had a spare key. Their master bedroom happens to face ours and because they are gone for the summer, we don't bother to close the drapes. I knew if I was right, I'd find out this weekend.

I left for the Airport in a cab which I got out of a block later. I made my way into Dan and Taylor's house through a little used back way and set myself up to watch my wife. About three hours later at about 8:30, I saw a car approach our house and park. A man got out and went to the door. I couldn't see him enter, but I didn't see him leave. Below our bedroom I could see only a small corner of our living room. It was the corner where my recliner chair sat however and soon the man was seated in it. I saw my wife hand him a drink. She was dressed in a very short pink skirt and pink silk blouse that was more than a little see through. She had my favorite pink lace bra on and pink stockings as well. She always said she felt very sexy in pink and I must agree with her. I assumed she was also wearing her favorite pink panties. 

Sheri is 28 with beautiful, long, blond hair. She stands 5 foot 5 inches with perfect 36 C's and the sweetest ass you've ever seen. Any man would love to have her. And she never tried to hide the fact that before we married, many men in fact, had. Sheri loves sex. She is unbelievable in bed. And her lust is insatiable. We made love nearly every day that I wasn't out of town. Yet I wondered if that was enough for her. I wondered if she could control her lust when I was gone. 

I had my answer. She lifted her leg onto the arm of the chair. He sat back and watched as she lifted her skirt. I was right. Pink panties. He watched as she slid her fingers under the soft fabric of her satin panties. 

Her hips began to gyrate as she played with herself for his pleasure. Her head fell back, eyes closed, as she worked herself with two hands. Sheri loved to have me watch her masturbate and she had confessed that, in college, she would masturbate with the drapes open in her room so her neighbor could watch her while she pretended not to realize he could see. So I knew she was getting very excited. 

Meanwhile the man, about 6 feet tall with dark hair and big muscles, had pulled his enormous cock from his pants. He was stroking it as he watched my wife massage her clit. I could not believe how big he was. Not just long but thick as well. I had seen her react many times during porn flicks when the actor on screen had an exceptionally large dick. I'm certainly not small, but I knew she craved huge cock. 

I began to wonder how she met him, but I quickly forgot about that as she dropped to her knees and swallowed his dick. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She was going crazy sucking him. She gripped his dick in one hand while continuing to masturbate with the other. She greedily sucked every inch like it was nothing. Obviously she had sucked 'em this big before. 

I could see he was in ecstasy and I knew why. No one has ever given me a better blowjob. Suddenly he tensed up, and by the look on his face, I knew he was cumming. She said it made her feel sexy to swallow a man's load and I knew she would drink every drop. Then she fell back, her mouth still full of cum, and cried out loudly as her body shook from an intense orgasm. It wasn't till then that I realized that my own cock was rock hard and my hand was stroking it furiously. I looked down again at my wife laying on the floor and I came harder than I've ever cum before. I found myself wanting more. I was disappointed when they fixed themselves up and left. 

I assumed they went out dancing. Sheri loves to dress in skimpy outfits and go dancing so she can feel the adoring eyes of men fantasizing about fucking her. She loves to have me watch her dance with other men. She teases me by letting them touch her ass and her tits. Sometimes she'll even let them put a hand up her skirt. She can sense I enjoy it. She swears it is just to tease me for my enjoyment, but I know she is thrilled by it as well. One time she even went outside with a guy. 

I crept out and watched as she made out with him. His hands felt her tits and she ground her hips into his pelvis. She wore tight jeans that night. If she hadn't, I think she would've fucked him right there in the parking lot. Before they came back in, she gave him a piece of paper I assume had our number on it. Once back inside, she told me he had taken her outside to show her his Corvette. She said nothing happened and asked me if we could go home because she was horny and wanted to fuck me. We had incredible sex that night.

Finally, at about 2:45 A.M, I heard a car drive up. It was the same car as before. Only this time Sheri and the handsome, muscular man were joined by another man. Both men had their arms around my wife as they walked to the door. I saw no lights go on and I was worried I might not see anything until the bedroom light came on. Both men had their shirts off and Sheri was wearing only her pink stockings. She directed them both to sit on the end of the bed. She went to the dresser and bent over, with her legs spread wide so the guys would get a good view, and opened the bottom drawer. I knew what she was going for. Her favorite dildo. 12 inches long and at least as thick as the first guy. By comparison, I guessed that he was about two inches shorter. 

She laid down on our king size bed with her legs spread wide. She closed her eyes as she rubbed the plastic cockhead on her clit. I saw her say something which, in turn, was followed by the guys removing their pants and underwear. The second guy's dick was not as thick, but it was at least 8 inches or more. She slid the plastic dick inside her as she watched them undress. She spoke again and they began to stroke their dicks. 

She enjoys watching a man masturbate almost as much as having a man watch her. She spoke again and each of them, while continuing to stroke themselves, grabbed one of her legs and spread them wide. I could hear her cry out as they spread her wide. 

She fucked herself hard with her plastic pal. Once again, she directed them as she desired, and the first guy then crawled between her widespread legs and began to lick her clit as she continued to pound her pussy. Then the second man moved up the bed and offered my wife his dick. I could see an animal lust in her eyes as she looked up at him while she swallowed all he had. 

Once again I found myself beating my painfully hard dick. I could not believe how turned on I was. My wife was fucking two other guys while I was supposed to be out of town and I was enjoying it. I was, in fact, as turned on as I've ever been. I came buckets but my dick never even got soft. I just continued to stroke myself while my eyes were glued to my wife's every move. 

She sat up and moved to the edge of the bed. Both men stood in front of her offering her their hard meat. I remembered a sexual experience she had told me about. One of her first when she was just eighteen. 

Sheri, her boyfriend and another couple were playing truth or dare and the other girl dared her to put both dicks in her mouth at the same time. She took the dare and loved it so much she made them both cum. Later, after the boys fell asleep (several fuckings later), Sheri showed her gratitude towards her friend for letting her suck her boyfriends cock by eating her pussy to three mind blowing orgasms. It was the first lesbian experience for both of them.

I wondered if she was thinking of that time as she stuffed both these big dicks into her mouth. I couldn't believe how sexy she looked like that. I found myself, as I watched her alternate between the two hard cocks, wanting to see her make them cum together in her mouth and on her face and tits. But she had other plans. She would swallow their loads, but not yet. 

She laid back on the bed again and the first guy lowered his lips to her rock hard nipples. He feasted on her tits while the second man, standing at the edge of the bed, held her legs spread wide and plunged his cock deep inside her soaking wet pussy. The way he slid in, as big as he was, proved she was really wet. 

She screamed her approval as he fucked her hard with that big dick. She was always hot in bed, but I had never seen anything like this. The look on her face, as he filled her and his friend sucked her tits, was pure sex. She was bucking madly. Thrusting her pussy to meet his driving cock. Her cries of joy were driving me wild. She was so loud I could hear every word she said ( I wondered briefly if Dan and Taylor ever listened to us). I heard her say that one man could never be enough for her. She said she needed dick. Lots of dick. I heard her cry out "I love big hard cock. I need it bad. Give me more. Harder. Please!" That sent me over the edge again and I shot another load. My dick however, stayed hard yet again. 

Soon Sheri turned around, on her hands and knees, and told the first man to fuck her. He was quickly pounding her like a jack-hammer. Her screams this time were muffled by the second man's dick which filled her mouth. It was the hottest thing I've ever seen. My wife on her hands and knees with one large dick in front of her, filling her mouth, while another large dick filled her pussy from behind. My own cock felt so good as I fucked my hand while this hot sex unfolded in front of me. Then Sheri, though she could not have seen me, turned her head to face the window and with a mouthful of cock, smiled directly towards me. It was a smile that told me she was experiencing complete sexual bliss. Both men were obviously very good and they fucked her for quite a long time. Every few minutes she would turn around so she could suck her sweet sex from their cocks. 

But I know my wife. I knew this would not be complete until she mounted them. Sheri feels so sexy when she's on top. The sexier she feels, the harder she fucks. She loves to have a man look up at her beautiful breasts as she rides his dick. I knew she would need to mount these two studs. Sure enough, she suddenly stopped and directed the first guy (whom she'd just had in her mouth) to lay on the bed. She sat on his hard pole and let it rest inside her as she took the second guy into her mouth to taste herself. Slowly at first she began to ride him. She gently sucked the second guy's balls while she steadily fucked the first. She loved to control the pace. These guys were doing anything she told them to. They were under her control. She let his cock fall from her mouth and she let her breasts fall in the second guys face. He sucked and nibbled her hard nipples on her left tit while she told the other guy to suck her other tit. They lapped at her breasts as she filled herself with his dick. Then she had the guys trade places. 

As she fucked the second man, the first gave his cock to Sheri to lick clean. She took him in her mouth and sucked him hard. I could tell she wanted him to cum. She was going nuts now and she needed the climax. She rode the second man hard and sucked the first even harder. The first man let out a loud grunting roar and exploded in her mouth. She never stopped fucking and his cum got all over her face and dribbled onto her tits. It looked unbelievable. The second man then cried out that he was going to cum, and Sheri quickly dismounted him so she could fill her mouth with his cum too. I hope someday I'll once again get to see the look that was on her face at that moment. 

I'll never tell her that I saw her with those two studs. That would spoil the fun. Since then I've watched her fuck several other men while I was 'out of town.' I don't know what I'll do when Dan and Taylor get back from vacation. But I've heard a lot about miniature cameras.



Watching My Wife



I watched my cute little wife get gangbanged and enjoyed it.

Where on earth do you start a tale like mine?

I guess I should set the scene first. My wife, Anna, is a cute little thing, 5ft tall, 34B-24-34 figure, shapely legs, sexy arse, and pert little tits. But what I have always found so sexy about her is that with this dynamite body, and gorgeous looks, she still comes across as one of those women that all men would love to have, but know she just wouldn't give them the time of day.

Now don't get me wrong, she is a lovely person, it's just that she can be so prim and proper. 

I guess the real story started on holiday. We love going to the balearic islands on holiday, all that sun, and quite amazingly, Anna has always been happy to sunbathe topless there, and the thought of all those other men bing able to feast their eyes on her breasts, while watching her cute bikini clad arse often meant I had to sunbathe face down to hide my erection.

Then one time we were exploring a part of Menorca we hadn't been to before, and decided to walk across the hills to what looked on the map like a lovely little cove to have lunch and sunbathe that afternoon. It was more of a walk than we thought though, up and down hills, probably two miles in total, but eventually we reached the beach. We started to walk down the waters edge, looking for a spot, and then we noticed that the people in the cove we all sunbathing and swimming naked. Well I expected Anna to want to go back, and we talked for a few minutes, and I was amazed when she said that she was tired from the walking, wanted to stay in the cove and have linch, and if that meant sunbathing nude, then so be it.

So we carried on walking, and found a spot as far away from the others as we could and settled down before discreetly slipping our clothes off and eating lunch. 

While we were eating three or four boats came into the cove, all carrying ten or twelve people, and you guessed it, they came into the beach not far from us and suddenly we were surrounded by about thirty naked people, swimming, playing ball games, eating and drinking around us. 

Anna didn't seem at all fazed by this, and was remarkably relaxed laying sunbathing nude – I was staggered. There was my prim and proper wife, who wouldn't wear a mini skirt back in England calmly massaging suntan oil into her naked breasts and buttocks not ten feet from a group of naked teenage boys.

She seemed to change a little after that experience, in fact we often seek out naturist beaches now, as she enjoys the freedom. 

Anyway, when we returned to England, during the long hot summer we often went out for days in the country, and more and more we would look fir quiet spots where we could strip off and sunbathe nude, and needless to say my thoughts turned more often to indulging in some outdoor activities.

I even got Anna to pose for my new digital camera naked, promising her that no-one else would ever see the pictures. 

As summer faded into autumn, and winter was fast approaching, Anna asked what I would like for Christmas – we always try to buy what each other wants, and I asked if she really wanted to know what I would like more than anything else. She said yes, and after asking again if she was sure she wanted to know, I told her I wanted a painting of her laying naked on a beach to hang on my office wall.

I expected her to refuse point blank, but she didn't, she just quietly said she would think about it.

A couple of weeks later she raised the subject of Christmas again, and then brought up my request, asking how we would go about it. So I told her I had been looking on the internet for artists, and had found a couple that took commissions for nude portrait sittings, and suggested we contact them. Anyway, after exchanging emails with them for a couple of weeks, Anna finally decided that she couldn't face going to an artist's studio and posing naked for hours. So the dream seemed to have died. I contacted the artists, telling them of her decision, and one of them, Mark, replied saying that if we had a decent photograph of her in the pose, he could work from that. 

After reading that email, Anna agreed that would work, and she would be happier with that. So we confirmed to the artist, and told him we would get the photographs shot once we found a photographer. He came straight back to us with the name and address of a photographer, Steve, he had worked with before who lived about thirty miles from us. 

Anna liked the idea of using a photographer who wasn't local, so we rang him, and made an appointment to go and see him. We arrived at Steve's studio one evening, to find him and his assistant, a young lady, waiting for us. Mark had already been in touch with him explaining what we were looking for, and Steve had set up a beach scene backdrop in his studio. We chatted for a while, over a coffee, and then he suggested that Anna go and slip into her bikini for some test shots. His assistant, Emma, went with her, to help fix hr hair and makeup, and about thirty minutes later they reappeared, and Anna looked even more stunning than usual.

Steve and Emma were fantastic, and worked together so well, with Emma demonstrating poses to Anna, and helping to position her etc. while Steve fired away with his camera, which was connected to his PC. The shoot was quickly over, and the four of us sat down to review the shots on the large monitor in his viewing room. The results were stunning, and we took our time to choose half a dozen shots we really liked that Steve then printed off on his laser printer for us to take home.

Steve then asked if we really wanted to go ahead and have the nude shots taken. Anna immediately replied yes, but said she wanted to get her hair done for the real shots, so we agreed that we would return that weekend for a second session.

Saturday was soon with us, and we were back at the studio. Steve welcomed us in, and to our surprise, there were two other men present. Steve introduced then as John and Carl and explained that Carl was a trainee beautician from the local college, while John was his weekend assistant. Anna was a little shaken to find out that she was to be photographed with three strange men watching, but we couldn't really back out now.

Again we sat and chatted for a while over coffee, looking at the test shoot shots again, to decide which poses he would shoot today, and then he asked Anna to go and change out of her clothes, and into a robe ready for the shoot. I was a little surprised, as was Anna, when Carl and John got up to go with her, but Steve explained that John would be looking after her hair, while Carl was the make-up expert. 

Anna accepted this, and went off to the changing room, and Steve, seeing the look of concern on my face told me not to worry, they were both professional, and anyway, the changing room had cctv running, to ensure that models felt safe, and with a couple of clicks on the remote, we could see the changing room on screen. There was my wife sitting in her bra and knickers, while John put the finishing touches to her hair, and Carl applied some make-up to her face. Then they told her to slip of underwear, and put on the robe, and left her. Steve turned the monitor off as John and Carl rejoined us.

Anna emerged a couple of minutes later in a robe that was just long enough to cover her dignity, and almost see-through. Steve asked her to take a seat, as he wanted to give her body a few minutes for the lines from her bra and knickers to fade from her skin before the shoot. 

As we sat and drank our coffee, I could see John and Carl both eyeing Anna up and down as she sat there in that skimpy little robe. The studio was quite cool, and we could see her nipples visibly hardening through the robe, and because it was so short you could just see the hint of her pussy hair under the edge where it rested on her thighs.

After our coffee, Steve asked Anna to go through to the set and lay down on the sand. We all followed her through, and this was the moment of truth, as she now had to slip the robe off and pose naked in front of three men she hardly knew. I was getting a serious boner just thinking about it, and thought I was going to come in my pants as she sliped the robe open and off, exposing herself completely.

She lay on her side on the sand, adopting one of the six positions Steve was going to shoot. Steve went over to his equipment, and with a flick of a switch had the sample shot with her in a bikini, projected on the wall, with the now naked Anna projected over the top of it. She wasn't quite in the same position, and Steve asked her to move a couple of times, to try and get the two images to match. Once he was happy he fired off the camera half a dozen times.

He shot the next couple of images with no problems, Anna was quite good at adopting the poses and matching her body to the image on the wall. 

The fourth pose had Anna lying on her back, and this time she wasn't in the right position, and although she moved two or three times under Steve's direction, as she couldn't see the images on the wall, she couldn't get it right. Without any hesitation, Steve asked Carl and John to go and go and move her legs and arms into the right position. 

Anna never flinched as the two men gently moved her arms and legs, although I did think that John's hand got a little close to her pussy while moving her leg. When they stepped back, Steve pointed to the way Anna's arm crossed her breasts, and it wasn't quite the same as the original, so Carl went back, and to my, and Anna's surprise, he lifted her arm slightly with one hand, and then gently pulled her breast up a little with the other before letting her arm back down, and then gently pulling his hand away from her breast. I nearly popped my cork there and then – not only was Anna laying there naked in front of three men, one of them had just had a quick feel of her breast, heaven.

Steve fired off some more shots, and then had Anna roll away from he camera for a rear view. There was no way she was going to get this position right, and so John and Carl went straight over and started gently moving her arms and legs into position. Steve was watching all this with a quizzical look on his face, and when they had got her into position, he quietly asked John to apply some foundation to her botom, as he was getting a little flare from the studio lights. John didn't need asking twice. He knelt down at her side and gently massaged the foundation cream into her gorgeous bottom, and Anna just lay there and let him do it. I was amazed, but enjoying every second of watching another man fondle her cute little arse.

So five down and one to go. Anna rolled over again, to face the camera, slipping quickly into the pose that Steve was going to shoot. I felt disappointed – this was the last shot of the day, and I was hoping to see some more action between the other men and Anna. As if he was reading my mind though Steve simply said that Anna had been under the lights too long, and was glowing with a light covering of sweat, and because of this the tones would be all wrong, and he wanted some foundation on her thighs and breasts, to stop them burning out in the picture. Carl and John didn't take asking twice. Like a shot they were kneeling alongside my prone wife, with the foundation cream in their hands. John began rubbing it into her thighs, starting on the outer thigh, but Carl was much less bashful. He had some cream in both hands, and simply rubbed it all over Anna's breasts, and then slowly massaged it in. Meanwhile John had finished the outer thigh, and was gently applying more foundation to her inner thigh, getting closer and closer to her lovely little pussy until his hands were rubbing against it as he massaged the cream in.

It was all over too quickly though, Steve was happy with the effect – apparently the additional foundation would stop the skin tone burning out, and from the state of her nipples, it was evident that Anna had enjoyed the attention. If she could have seen my rock hard dick she would have known I was enjoying it to.

Anyway, Steve took the shots, and called it a wrap. Anna got up, and without bothering about the robe, walked back to the dressing room naked to dress.

We all went back through to the viewing room to wait for her, and had another coffee. Steve explained that unlike last time where he had been shooting digital, this week he'd used film, so the pictures wouldn't be ready for a few days. We arranged to go back and collect them in a weeks time, and headed on home.

Anna was very quiet on the journey, so I asked her what was wrong. She said that she felt a little strange about the shoot. She explained that she hadn't expected there to be other men there, and certainly hadn't expected them to touch her and fondle her the way they had. 

"But you didn't complain" I said. "In fact, once or twice it looked to me as if you might have been enjoying it."

"That's part of the problem" she replied " I was shocked when they touched me, but also intrigued to find out how you would react, and just how far they would go"

"Well to be honest" I lied "from where I was sat, I couldn't really see what they were doing, so what happened". She then told me how one of them had lifted her breasts gently, and the other had massaged cream into her bottom, which she admitted had given her a little tingle of pleasure. The just before the last shot she had had her breasts massaged by one of the assistants, while the other worked his hand up her leg until he was able to stroke her pussy on the pretext of massaging in the foundation cream. She admitted that it had turned her on being touched that way by two men at once.

When we arrived home, I found out exactly how turned on, because she couldn't wait to get me to bed and give me the ride of my life.  

The next week we returned to the studio to collect the pictures, and they were fantastic – Steve had done a really good job, and Anna and I were both a little surprised at how good she looked. We thanked him profusely, for his time, patience, and skill.

To our surprise, he asked if Anna had ever thought of modeling at all, because she had taken to being in front of the camera so easily, and had coped so well with taking direction and being positioned by his assistants without any fuss. He thought she would be a good subject, and was sure he could find some work for her if she was interested.

Anna asked what sort of modeling he was talking about, and Steve replied with whatever you are comfortable with. Adding that you've already posed nude for me, and have a lovely body that would make it easy to find outlets for erotic work.

She wasn't sure about this, but after a long conversation agreed that she would come back to the studio later in the week for a test shoot, to provide x cards for Steve to submit to some editors.

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Watching My Wife



The music was blaring as Earl took another swig of his mixed drink. He had no idea where his partner had disappeared for the last hour. Knowing how Clyde was, he was probably out trying to pick up a date for the evening. 

Earl caught a glimpse of the dark haired woman again as she briskly walked past his stool at the bar. He barely caught a peek at her large breasts swaying but he got a very good look at the way her hips swayed as he watched her disappear into the woman's lounge.

Earl motioned to the bartender to get another drink and turned back toward the rest room as he waited and watched for that gorgeous woman to come back his way.

He could still see the vision of her full round cheeks swayed above those beautiful long sleek legs as she strutted by him moments ago. She resembled his wife to a tee the way she was when they were married ten years ago.

Janice had gained a lot of weight and Earl was always nagging her about her appearance. Earl took a swig of his new drink as he remembered the day when he moved out of the house.

That was sixteen months ago and he hadn't seen her since. They talked on the phone a couple times but never got a chance to get together. 

Early moved to Miami soon after moving out of their house in Tampa and started an advertising firm with his old army buddy, Clyde. He couldn't even remember all the reasons why he moved out other then the fact that they were having financial problems at the time and Early didn't like the fact that Janice wasn't taking care of herself at the time.

The last time they spoke on the phone, Janice wanted him to come back home and start over again. Earl still loved her dearly and he knew she loved him but Earl had gotten the business started and found it very difficult to try and move it back to Tampa.


Earl remembered telling her he needed more time to get his business stabilized before he considered coming back home. She told him she was doing great selling real estate and was working on changing her life.

Earl caught the glimpse of the dark haired woman again. She was strutting her way toward his stool and Earl was getting ready to stop her when she came near. She was wearing a tight gold dress and Early could see those huge melons swaying as she walked his way.

Here she comes. Let her get a few steps closer and stop her. Yes. Early reached out with his arm to stop her and she starred his why and smiled.

Earl smiled back. "Janice? Is that you?"

"Earl? I didn't expect to see you here!"

Janice stepped closer as Earl got off the stool and gave her a hug. He stepped back and glanced down at her low cut dress and saw that half her breasts were displayed to the patrons of the lounge.

"You look absolutely gorgeous, Janice. What happen?"

Janice playfully spun around in a circle giving Earl a good look at her figure. 

"You like?"

"I can' believe you look so good! What happen? What have you been doing?"

Janice let out a girlish giggle as she reached out and held Earl's arms. 

"I've been working out with my friends for the last several months and I've been eating right and working pretty hard."

Earl kept looking at her figure with a wide grin on his face.

"Janice. I think you look beautiful. I can't remember seeing you look this good since our wedding day."

Janice smiled then gave him a quick look over from head to toe.

"Your looking pretty handsome yourself tonight. What are you doing here? Are you alone?"

Earl shook his head and smiled. "Of coarse I'm here alone. Except my business partner is running around here someplace."

"Is he the man you told me about?"

"Yeah, he's the one. He's probably out trying to pick up somebody tonight. He's been single now for two years and he's getting a little antsy."

Janice laughed. "I know the feeling."

Earl kept starring at her and didn't want to let her go. "Why don't you join me for a drink?"

Janice peered across the club as she nervously looked back at Earl. "I'm with a group of friends right now and we are celebrating our weight loss tonight. Sort of a little women's' group and I don't want to keep them waiting too long."

Earl laughed. "How long are you going to be in town? I'd like to get together with you so we can talk."

Janice smiled before replying. "We'll be here until Monday. I'm free tomorrow afternoon if you want to meet for lunch."

Earl smiled knowing she was interested in speaking to him. "Why don't I give you a call around ten tomorrow and we'll setup a place. I know this nice little place in South Beach we can go to."

Janice gave Earl another hug and kissed his cheek. "Honey, I have to go before they wonder where I went. I have your number and I'll call you if I don't hear from you by ten."

Earl smiled at Janice as she walked away and turned around and smiled back before strutting back to her friends. Earl kept watching her ass swaying in the tight dress until she disappeared out of sight among the crowd of people that were on the dance floor.

He did catch a glimpse of her thong beneath the thin gold material of her dress as she was walking away. Earl also noticed that she wasn't wearing her wedding rings tonight. He felt uncomfortable about the lack of the symbolic none presents of her wedding band more than anything tonight.

Earl sat back down on his stool and reached around with his right hand and felt his wedding band which hadn't left his finger since their separation begun. Earl then turned around on his stool and glanced toward the dark area of the huge club trying to look over the group of people out on the dance floor. 

All Earl could think about was his gorgeous wife with her dark eyes and long dark hair and her beautiful pale skin tucked into that pretty dress tonight. Earl hadn't seen her wearing high heels shoes with such a long spike since they dated in college.

Earl took another swig of his drink debating if he should walk to the opposite end of the club and try to get another peek at his wife. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea if she were out with her friends right now. Maybe she didn't want to explain anything about their separation and ruin a good night out with the girls.

Clyde made an appearance a few minutes later all cheerful and happy as he laid his arm on Earl's shoulder.

"Earl, why aren't you out there dancing with one of those good looking babes tonight?"

Clyde held his arm on his friend's shoulder and twisted him around on his stool as they peered out at the dance floor together. Earl twisted his head around to stare up at the well dressed handsome black man.

"Your not going to tell me you hit gold out there tonight, are you?"

Clyde laughed as he moved his hand down along Earl's back and rubbed it as he cheerfully replied.

"That's why I cam over here to speak to you about. I just wanted to give you a head's up in case I bring her back to our suite tonight. I wouldn't want you to be surprised if you saw a strange woman in the middle of the night."

Earl laughed. "Is this woman that strange that you have to give me warning about?"

"No, I don't think so. It's just that she hasn't had any dick in a long time and is horny as they come right now."

Earl laughed as he thought about something he knew about Clyde. "Maybe I should warn her about you! I remember seeing that huge black sausage you have hanging between your legs."

Clyde laughed. "I do remember the remarks you made down at the racket club that afternoon when we were in the shower room."

Clyde appeared anxious as he patted Earl on the shoulder. "Listen. I better get back to her table before she changes her mind. I'll catch you in the morning."

"OK, Clyde. Just don't knock the bottom out it tonight. I might want to get a little sleep."

Clyde laughed as he walked away from Earl across the dance floor and disappeared into the dark club.

Earl took a bottle back to their suite and turned on the television then shut the door between his room and Clyde's. He lay on the bed watching a movie until he just about fell asleep when the door opened and Clyde came walking into the room with his shirt off. "I don't suppose that you have any condoms packed in your suitcase, do you?"

Earl starred up at his buddy with a smile. "I'm really sorry, Clyde, I wasn't expecting to get that lucky this weekend."

Clyde looked disappointed as he starred at Earl. "I guess I'll just tell her I had a vasectomy or something."

Earl smiled and pointed his finger at his friend. "You better watch it!"

A few seconds later and Clyde was gone. Earl switched off the television and fluffed the pillow and turned out the light.

Earl heard them talking and laughing for the next few minutes until it absolutely went silent in the other room. It did bother Earl a little that his friend was getting pussy and he wasn't. 

His dick was hard as he lay on his back wondering what his friend Clyde was doing with his new found lover. Maybe he scared her off when he couldn't provide any condoms or perhaps she took one look at his massive cock and decided she couldn't accommodate such a weapon inside her.

Earl's curiosity was getting the best of him so he crawled out of bed and walked over to the door and slowly turned the handle until the door was able to move. Earl had to walk into the tiny hallway that divided their rooms.

He was in luck! The door to Clyde's room was ajar and Earl saw a light on in the room. He eased himself slowly down the short hallway until he was standing outside the door and slowly eased forward until he saw Clyde's feet near the edge of the bed. 

Earl took a chance and gave the door a little push so it slipped open a little further giving Earl a better view of what was going on. 

They were lying on their side in a sixty-nine position. Clyde's face was buried between the woman's legs. Her back was turned toward Earl and all he could see was her dark hair. 

One of her legs was propped up over Clyde's shoulder. She was still wearing her high heels. Earl saw Clyde's head moving furiously in her crotch. He knew his buddy was giving her a good tongue job in preparation for what was to come.

She was moaning as her hips moved with Clyde's tongue. Her head was rocking back and forth which made Earl think she was licking the head of that big black cock.

Whoever the woman was, she was very attractive from what Earl could see. The next thing Earl saw was the woman's body as it began to shake violently as her moans became louder until she finally screamed out in a loud voice.

"UH...God....Yes.....Baby....I'm Cumming!"

She moaned out loud as if she were in pain than whimpered. "Oh...Clyde....It feels so good, baby."

Earl watched as Clyde raised his head and stroked her thigh and starred down at the woman. 

"Are you ready for that black dick, baby?"

"Oh....God...Yes...Clyde. I'm ready for it now, baby."

Earl moved away from the door as they twisted around on the bed. He was trying to be careful not to be caught and waited a few seconds until they switched into position.

Earl eased near the door again and peered inside and saw Clyde's body which dwarfed the attractive woman straddling above her. She was just opening her legs and Earl could see that huge black salami pointed straight out and resting on her white belly.

Clyde was positioned her legs back with his arms until he had her pinned where he wanted them. Clyde began sliding his massive cock along the smooth white skin of his nervous white victim. 

Earl saw her hands clutching his arms and appeared to be starring up into his eyes with mercy as he rocked his body back and forth until he moved back allowing his big cock to drop down in front of her wet pussy lips.

She knew what he wanted and instinctively dropped her hand down between her thighs and took hold of the thick shaft and positioned it at the entrance of her pussy.

She whimpered. "Please, honey. Be gentle until I can stretch a little."

Clyde didn't answer her verbally but Earl could see his friend rocking gently until the head popped inside her. Earl saw her body stiffen as she let out a yelp. Clyde worked his body until his cock began slipping inside the woman.

Earl saw her raise her hand against his belly for a moment as to try and ease his entry until her pussy got accustomed to his size. He could barely see her face in the dim light but saw her long well manicured nails sticking into Clyde's skin as she tried to hold him back from ramming his cock inside her.

Clyde raised her legs up until they rested over his shoulders making her eyes bulge out in fear that he would ram his thick cock inside her. Clyde kept his gentle motions with her to assure her that he wouldn't hurt her.

Clyde leaned down and kissed her lips as his body began to sway as he pushed himself further inside her pussy. The wet sound of their passionate kiss filled the room while she moaned into his mouth as he started to fuck her in a steady motion.

Clyde lowered himself down on top of her and allowed her legs to move away off his shoulders as she moved them around and locked them around his ass. Her hands were rubbing his back as her breath became more rapid.

Earl could see her long manicured finger nails dig into the black man's skin above her as Clyde moved his hips from side to side.

Earl was excited beyond belief as he made a bold move and got down on his hands and knees and started to crawl into the room toward the foot of the bed. He kept down low until he thought it was safe and slowly raised himself enough to see over the mattress.

Earl was only a couple feet away from the vision that filled his eyes. He was watching that huge black cock as it sliced into the woman's tight pussy. Her pussy seemed stretched beyond its capacity.

Her pussy lips seemed as if they were stretched out and clasping the big cock that was tight inside her. 

She started to whimper again. "Oh my...God Clyde, I've never felt so full in my life! You're so big and gentle, baby." 

Earl had the best view in the house. This was better then watching any porno flick he ever saw. He'd always been aroused watching interracial sex but never thought he'd get to watch in person. 

To his amazement, Clyde began chanting to his white lover. 

"Tell me, baby. Do you like that big black cock inside you?"

She was moaning and making little noises like an injured kitten and finally whimpered. "Yes. I love your cock inside me. It's been so long since I've had anyone inside me and never this big."

She whimpered a little than added. "You're so good."

The wet sound of Clyde's cock slicing into her wet pussy filled the room as Earl got comfortable on the floor near the edge of the bed. Earl turned his head when his hand touching something on the floor.

It was her purse! Earl moved his eyes further across the floor and saw her dress dangling from a chair. Earl began to wonder when he saw the gold dress and studied the material for a moment until he realized it was made like the one Janice was wearing at the club tonight.

The sound of the mattress began to get louder as Clyde began pushing into the woman with more force now. Earl took hold of the purse and gently opened the flap and looked inside. He saw her wallet inside and gently pulled it out as he glanced back at the bed. 

He turned his head back and took both hands to open the wallet and saw her driver's license. Earl just about had a heart attack at that moment when he read the name and saw the face. It was Janice! 

Earl started to panic as he closed the wallet and put it back inside the purse and carefully put it on the floor where he found it. His heart was racing and his arms began to shack as he tried to figure out what he was going to do next.

Earl thought about standing up and pulling Clyde off his wife but couldn't even imagine what sort of scene that would cause.

Earl listened to Janice as she whimpered under the big fellow above her and hollered out as her body shook again. She was having another orgasm as Clyde hammered away inside her tight pussy. 

Earl thought he would dye when he heard Clyde begin to grunt and yelped out like a child being beaten. "Oh God....I'm going to cum....God....Here it is, baby.....Take it....." Earl watched as Clyde slapped his massive legs into her upturned ass a few more times and sunk his cock inside her until his large balls slapped against her ass one last time and stayed there as he emptied his seed inside her womb.

Earl could hear Clyde as he tried to catch his breath. A few moments later he heard them kissing again until Clyde rolled off her body. The only sound that could be heard was of them trying to catch their breath. 

Earl thought about crawling back out but was worried about being caught and stayed down low to the floor until he heard Clyde talking.

"Why don't you get on your knees down on the edge of the bed and hold onto the railing."

Earl began to panic. He could hear them moving around on the bed and luckily started to kiss. That gave Earl just enough time to look around and think. There seemed to be enough room under the bed. He quickly moved his legs around and tucked them under first. He wiggled his body and moved further underneath the bed in the nick of time.

Earl listened as he heard them moving and noticed a full length mirror on the wall directly across from the edge of the bed. Earl looked up at the mirror and saw his wife's face. 

He saw her smile and heard her laugh as she held onto the edge of the footboard. Earl could see her large breasts dangling freely as she giggled and seemed to be waiting for Clyde to do something.

Earl carefully looked up into the mirror and saw Clyde's face above her body. Earl wondered what he was doing until he saw and heard Janice yelp out as her body jerked forward. 

Earl had his answer! Clyde was going to fuck her doggie style!

"That's it....Careful, baby."

Janice purred like a kitten as Clyde began rocking into her pussy. A few moments later and Earl could see her body rocking as her tits swung freely below with Clyde's thrusts. 

Earl could see his wife's face making little pouting motions with her lips as Clyde fucked her hard. Earl panicked again when he saw Janice stare into the mirror. She was watching herself being screwed by her black lover. 

Her eyes seemed to be focused on watching how her tits swayed as she whimpered and groaned as Clyde banged her pussy.

Earl kept his eyes focused on his wife's face until Clyde finally started to groan and grunt and slapped his body into Janice one last time and came. Earl watched Janice close her eyes and smile as she felt Clyde's sperm filling her pussy.

Earl watched the expression on her face and saw her lips move and barely caught the words she said. "It feels so hot coming inside me."

Janice stayed in that position as she closed her eyes while Clyde leaned down and kissed her back and shoulders. Earl saw him reach around with both hands and cup and massage Janice's huge breasts. He was apparently still lodged inside her and began to fuck her again.

Earl could see that Janice was pushing her ass back against Clyde as she giggled and said. "How can you stay so hard after two orgasms?" Earl listened for Clyde's answer and heard him say. "I haven't had any pussy this good in a long time. I might just fuck you all night!"

Janice giggled as she pushed her ass back against Clyde. Earl kept watching the lust on her face and knew Clyde was giving it to her good.

Earl watched them fuck until Janice finally turned around and spoke to Clyde. "Honey, why don't you come over here and let me try something with you."

Earl saw them moving on the bed and waited to see what she wanted to do. Earl scooted around and put his hand on the foot board and watched as Janice lay on the bed and positioned herself so she could suck on his cock.




Watching My Wife



Earl could actually see her stroking the thick shaft in her hand and starring up at it like she was worshiping it. Earl watched as her face moved closer then saw her open her mouth and take the large head inside her mouth.

Janice kept sucking and licking around the head. There wasn't anyway possible a woman could ever get such a huge shaft inside her mouth. What Earl saw next surprised him for all it was worth.

Earl watched as Janice opened her mouth and seemed to position her head in a manor in which his cock would slid down into her throat. Earl watched and listened as Janice took it inside her mouth.

Clyde's big black cock kept disappearing inside her mouth until her throat made a sound as if she were choking. She quickly pulled it out and licked the head then repeated the same moves with her head.

Earl listened to Janice as her throat made sounds as if she were going to choke again. She actually was able to get his cock all the way inside her throat on the third try. Earl could see the tip of her nose touching his hair around the shaft and was actually amazed at how she did that!

Janice sucked on Clyde for several minutes and took it out long enough to plead for Clyde to shoot his load. Janice quickly went back to sucking it down her throat a few more times until Clyde began to grunt.

Earl watched Janice as she lovingly sucked Clyde's cock as he shot his load into her mouth. She licked the head making sure that every last drop was cleaned off his cock and lovingly played with it with her hands as she starred up into Clyde's eyes.

They moved back near the pillows and began kissing again. Earl laid his head on the floor and listened as they began to fuck again. Earl was too tired to get up and just glanced up at the mirror and saw Clyde's feet moving around. 

He raised his head up far enough to see Janice was lying on her side with her ass pushed back against Clyde. He was lying on his side and fucking her from behind now.

Earl rested his head on the floor and almost fell asleep while the couple fucked above him on the bed. They stopped moving after awhile and Earl figured that Clyde must have pumped another load into his wife. 

He slowly got out from under the bed and slipped across the floor and looked up over the edge of the bed. They appeared to be sleeping but still in the position that they were screwing. 

Early looked close and saw that Clyde's cock was still shoved inside Janice's pussy as they slept. Clyde's hand rested on her hip. Earl tried to imagine how messy his wife's pussy must be right now with all of Clyde's cum inside it.

Earl decided he would get out of the room while they slept and slowly crawled along the carpeted floor until he reached the doorway. Earl peeped back inside the room and thought he saw Janice move and quickly walked away from the doorway.

Earl went into the bathroom to pee hoping that nobody heard it splashing into the bowel. He carefully cracked the bathroom door open after turning the light off and started to walk into the dark hallway and got startled when he heard Janice let out a terrified yelp.

Early quickly covered her mouth with the palm of his hand. She tried to fight him for a couple seconds until she realized who he was. Her body went from stiff to more relax as he lowered his hand away from her mouth.

She whispered. "What are you doing here, Earl?"

Earl grabbed her hands and pulled her into his room and quickly but gently closed the door. 

Janice started to say something but only got his name out when Earl put his lips onto hers and pulled her body against his chest. He kissed her passionately as she circled her arms around her. 

Early kept kissing her until she was responding back and after a few moments he pulled away long enough to look into her eyes.

"You don't know how much I've missed being away from you these eighteen months."

"I miss you too, Earl. I wanted you to move back home months ago!"

"I know you did and I was a fool for letting it get to this. I'm sorry we had that fight and love you very much."

"I love you very much too, Earl."

Earl kissed her again and pulled her ass against his body. He was rock hard and wanted to fuck her right there in the middle of the floor but pulled her toward the bed.

Janice allowed him to pull her near the bed but let out a verbal objection. "Clyde is going to hear us in here. We better stop now!"

Earl kissed her again as she kissed him back. "I don't care what Clyde's hears. I want to fuck my wife!"

Janice allowed Earl to push her back on the bed and quickly get between her legs. Earl kissed her thighs as she stretched out her legs into the air above his shoulders. Earl was hard and didn't waist much time poking his cock into her still wet pussy lips.

He aimed his cock into her slit as he kissed her ankles and pushed forward until his cock hear popped inside her. She didn't flex and stiffen as she had done with Clyde a short time ago. She was still stretched out from the massive thickness of Clyde's big black cock.

Earl held her legs as he drove his cock in and out of her pussy. She felt hot and wet but not very tight as he remembered her to be and wondered if Clyde were the only man she was screwing. 

Earl also didn't notice until a few minutes later that her pussy had been shaven bald. She was definitely out hot to trot tonight! He'd never remembered Janice ever shaving her pussy for all the years they were married. 

Janice was moving her hips to Earl's movements and reached out and took his hands while they screwed. Earl looked down into her beautiful dark eyes. He was trying to vision how Clyde had just aid on top of her and stretched out her once tight married pussy. Earl picked p speed and leaned forward as Janice gave him verbal encouragement. 

She wasn't too sure if she had enough energy to have another orgasm right no. She knew her husband wanted to cum and enticed him with kisses as he labored to cum. It only took a couple more minutes before Earl started to send his load of hot seed deep inside his wife's belly.

Earl collapsed on the bed next to his wife and pulled her close so that he could hug and kiss her as he caught his breath. Earl stroked her hair as he starred into her eyes.

Janice kissed him back but said. "I have to pee really badly."

Earl kissed her one last time before helping her off the bed and gave her one last kiss before she walked out toward the bathroom. Earl waited for his wife to return but heard Clyde talking in the hallway.

He must have waked up! Earl quickly walked toward the door and peeped through the crack and saw Clyde standing in the hallway kissing Janice on the lips.

"Let me go pee and I'll be right in there."

Earl watched Clyde go into the bathroom and shut the door. He opened the door wide and looked around the corner at Janice.

She quickly walked to him and held his arm and whispered. "I better get back before he comes out and finds out we're married."

Earl was getting frustrated and nervous. "Janice!"

Janice squeezed his arm and gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered. "We'll talk later."

Janice quickly turned around and walked back into Clyde's bedroom leaving Earl standing in the dark hallway. The bathroom door opened and Clyde came out and saw Earl standing there naked.

Clyde whispered. "I hope we didn't wake you up!"

"No at all. I was just coming out to use the bathroom."

"Have a good night!"

Earl watched Clyde walk into his bedroom and close the door. Earl used the bathroom while he was up and turned off the light. He saw the light under the door and knew they were probably screwing again.  Earl lay on the bed starring up at the ceiling and listened as he heard his wife whimpering. She was being screwed again. 

He thought about getting up and checking them out but was so exhausted that he fell asleep.

"Good morning, Earl! Are you going to sleep all day?"

Earl opened his eyes to see Clyde poking his head inside the room. He turned and glanced at the time. It was eleven-thirty and looked back at Clyde. 

"I'm getting up right now."

Earl stood up and grabbed a robe off the hook and wrapped it around himself and walked out into the hallway. He wasn't sure what he was going to find as he peeped around the corner and saw Clyde cleaning his shoes on the edge of the bed.

The bed was all neatly done and Earl wondered where Janice was. "Where is your lady friend this morning?"

"She said something about a lunch date with one of her friends and left about an hour ago."

Earl thought to himself that he forgot about his date with Janice for lunch and quickly returned to his bedroom and called her cell phone.

"I'm sorry I'm late. I'll meet you at that little café in front of the hotel near the pier as soon as I get dressed."

Janice said she would wait and Earl quickly got into the shower and dressed. Clyde was still cleaning his shoes as he walked past his room. He decided to ask a couple questions about Janice and turned around and walked into Clyde's room.

"Who was the woman you had here last night?"

Clyde laughed as he put on of the shoes down on the floor. "I was going to tell you about her but never had the opportunity. I met her several months ago at the club downstairs."

"You mean to tell me you've been seeing this woman?"

Clyde laughed again. "I'm really sorry I didn't mention anything before tonight. We've met several times whenever she can make it down from Tampa. Let me tell you how hot that woman is in bed!"

Earl stood listening as Clyde gave him all the details.

"She surprised me this weekend by shaving her pussy for me. Can you beat that?"

"I guess I can't. How many times have you screwed her?"

Clyde sat counting on his fingers. "This is the seventh time we got together and it gets better every time."

"Is she safe? Is she taking something for birth control?"

Clyde laughed. "I told her I had a vasectomy after the fifth time. I think she takes the pill though."

Earl felt disgusted and said. "I have to go and get something to eat. I'll see you later."

Earl closed the door behind him and took the elevator down. He didn't know what he was going to say to Janice but he wanted to come home.



Watching My Wife



In the interest of full disclosure, in case you hadn't guessed by the story's description or my name, this story involves a cuckold. Me. 

I know that many people find this kind of story disgusting, so if the idea of the subject matter offends you, I completely understand. If there was a cuckold section here at literotica, I would have placed it there, but since there isn't, it has to go here in Loving Wives.

My name is Bryan, and I'm a married man who's approaching the half-century mark. I'm what you would call a very average looking businessman who has been married almost 25 years. Happily married, I might add, although before the events I'm about to describe happened, that wasn't really the case.

I think my wife Lisa felt the same way about our marriage. She's a couple of years younger than me, and she's a cute little blonde with a beautiful smile and a very slim build. I think she's gorgeous but I suppose if I didn't love her and looked at her from an unbiased angle, it would be fair to say that's she's a little plain. She dresses very modestly and wears these glasses that seem to be designed for an old lady, which only adds to her blandness, almost as if she was trying to hide her beauty.

Maybe that's why we hit it off so well at first; two nerdy looking people who had a lot of common interests as well as the insecurities and foibles that most people do.

As the years passed, it was clear that something was missing, and it took a rare display of courage for me to admit what I was hiding, and even more bravery for my wife to admit what she had been feeling all along as well.

This is our story and how everything started about a dozen years ago.

***

There were two people that were very nervous that evening in that motel room that Friday evening in September. I was one of them, and even though the weather was cool and the room wasn't all that warm, I was sweating like a horse as I sat in the faded green plastic scoop chair by the side of the bed.

The other nervous person was my wife Lisa, and although she had a nervous smile on her face I could tell that she was terrified as well, and I could see her fingers shaking as she sat on the edge of the bed with her hands folded like she was praying.

The man who sat on the bed next to Lisa was the only calm person in the room. His name was Tony, and when he responded to the ad I had placed in the local alternative paper he had explained that he would be happy to join us and provide what we were looking for.

"HAPPILY MARRIED COUPLE mid 30's," the ad read. "Wish to fulfill a long time fantasy. She's a cute blonde and petite. We are looking for a man with a large build to have sex with her. Husband will watch but not participate."

Lisa wouldn't put a picture in the ad because of the chance of being identified, so I think that was why we didn't get a large number of responses, but when Tony got in touch with us, he sounded okay so we agreed to meet him at a restaurant near his town, which was about 50 miles away from us.

"I don't do stuff with guys," Tony had warned me when we spoke.

"Me neither," I said.

"Then why don't you fuck your wife yourself?"

"Something she - we wanted to do for a long time," I said, even though it took us years to get to be honest enough with each other for this to happen.

"I'll meet you two somewhere," Tony had offered. "We can get a look at each other and if we all feel comfortable about it, we can go from there."

"As long as I can watch - I mean, I have to be in the same room," I said quickly. "For Lisa's sake. That's okay, isn't it?"

"Oh yeah," Tony added with a laugh. "That's the way I like it. So long as you don't touch me I'm fine with it. Matter of fact, it turns me on to have the husband in the room there watching. Guess I'm a bit of an exhibitionist."

***

"I love you," Lisa had told me, after I finally had gotten her to admit that, while she said she adored me, there was something missing sexually.

She always denied it, but I suspected that her dissatisfaction was because of the size of my penis, which is only about 5" long when fully erect, and the thickness isn't all that much to crow about either. After having a couple of kids, the lack of tightness only got more obvious, all of which led to this.

After dinner with Tony, which was a somewhat tense but fairly pleasant affair with me sitting across from Lisa and our new acquaintance, he whispered something in my wife's ear and excused himself to go to the bathroom.

"What do you think?" I asked Lisa, who looked at me with questioning eyes.

"He seems nice enough," Lisa said in a voice that sounded shaky.

"He looks like Rocky, a little," I suggested, noticing that Tony had a resemblance to the Italian Stallion of the boxing movies. "He seems to have a good body too. Construction, he said?"

"Yes," Lisa said. "I feel like a dwarf next to him."

"What did he say to you before he left?"

"He said that if we were interested we should let him know when he gets back," Lisa said. "He said no hard feelings if we aren't - you know, but he said he - uh - liked me."

"He said he liked you?"

"He said..." Lisa admitted, trying to find a way to delicately relay what she had been told. "Tony said he thinks I'm sexy and if I say the word he plans on fucking me all night long."

"Talking about me?" came the friendly voice of Tony, who reappeared as if on cue and slid into the seat beside my wife.

"Uh - yes," I admitted sheepishly. "As a matter of fact we were."

"And?"

I looked over at Lisa, who looked first back at me, and then at Tony whose eyes had followed mine over to my wife, my indication that it was up to her. Taking a deep breath, Lisa nodded yes, biting her lower lip as she did.

"You look scared," Tony said. "You two really haven't done this before, have you?"

We both shook our heads no, which made Tony smile wider.

"Nothing to be scared about," Tony said, reaching over and patting my wife's hand, his huge hairy paw making Lisa's hand disappear. 

"I think it's more a case of your size that's got my wife a bit nervous," I said, and started to explain that I meant the fact that at about 6'2" and 225 pounds or so, he looked twice the size of my petite Lisa, but he misunderstood what I meant.

"That's right," Tony said. "You did say that you were looking for somebody with a large build, didn't you?"

As I sat there just a couple of feet away, Tony took Lisa's hand and after looking around the restaurant, very subtly moved it under the table with his. It was obvious what he was doing and where his hand was heading, and it was just as clear from Lisa's face when her hand got placed on Tony's crotch.

"How's that?" Tony said with a smile as Lisa's eyes grew wide behind her glasses and her throat heaved with what seemed like a difficult swallow. "Satisfied?"

Our eyes met as Lisa's head bobbed up and down quickly. It was happening there right in front of me. Tony had put Lisa's hand on his crotch and she was doing something to him, and not being forced to either because Tony's hand had left hers and came up to the table top.

Startled, Lisa quickly pulled her hand away after it occurred to her that whatever she had been doing she was doing on her own, and that got Tony to chuckle.

"Guess we better get going," I said, calling for the check.

As we walked out to the parking lot, I fell in behind my wife and Tony, who had his arm around Lisa as if she were his. Is that how it goes, I wondered as we went to our separate cars for the short ride to the motel. Did I just give up my wife to this stranger?

"What were you doing under the table?" I asked Lisa as we drove off with Tony right behind us.

"He put my hand on him," Lisa said. "On the inside of his thigh."

"You were stroking his cock through his pants?" I asked and Lisa nodded.

"He's big, isn't he?" I asked, not knowing what answer I wanted to hear. "He's got a big cock, right? A lot bigger than mine?"

"We don't have to do this," Lisa said. "This was really your idea."

"You want to though, don't you?" I asked, and when Lisa didn't answer I put my hand on her thigh and worked it under her skirt.

"Bryan..." Lisa whimpered as my hand brushed against the cotton panties briefly.

"You're wet," I said calmly before taking my hand out and grabbing her hand to bring it over to my lap, and after I had her grip the bulge in my slacks, which was much smaller but no less hard, I told her it was alright to be excited.

I kissed Lisa before we climbed out of the car and went up to Room 124, and by the time I got the door opened Tony was beside us with a small satchel in his hand.

Tony removed a bottle of Chivas Regal from the case and after pouring Lisa and himself a drink, said he was going to freshen up a bit. He grabbed me by the arm and led me away from Lisa, whispering in my ear as he did.

"Get her ready for me, Bryan," Tony said, his hand wrapped around my bicep like it was a twig. "And remember, you watch and that's it. She's mine for the night now."

I nodded and watched Tony go into the bathroom. From the other side of the door I could hear the shower being turned on, and I went over to Lisa, who still looked like a deer in the headlights.

"Let's get you ready," I heard my voice squeak as I began to undress my wife for Tony.

"I'm scared," Lisa said.

"Me too," I said. "You look so pretty though."

I lifted the blouse over my wife's head and undid her brassiere, and as the padded 32A harness came off, Lisa's hands instinctively came up and covered her small teardrop-shaped breasts, the large aureoles that covered so much of the teats puffed up and her crimson nipples erect.

"Don't hide them. They're beautiful," I assured her as I took off her skirt and panties, which were almost dripping wet.

Now Lisa was naked, her petite waif-like body still looking like a schoolgirl's despite her 36 years, and as I fluffed the faint wisp of golden fleece that grew around her opening, I shuddered at what was going to happen to that tiny cleft of a pussy.

"Wish I had brought something sexier," Lisa said as she raised her arms to allow me to put on the mint green nightie.

I noticed that her satiny smooth underarms were glistening with sweat when she raised her arms, and even the back of her neck was damp, where her short blonde locks ended.

"It's not going to stay on that long," I told her as the shower got turned off. "Try to remember what we talked about."

I ran over and ripped off my clothes, throwing on my pajamas and jumping into the chair while trying to hide my erection and look casual. The bathroom door opened and Tony came into the room, the steam that billowed behind him making him look like a performer making an entrance.

Wearing only a hotel towel that was so skimpy that it barely made it around his waist, Tony merely glanced in my direction before heading over to my wife, who looked like she was going to faint.

Tony's body was as muscular as it had seemed to be, with the only real flaw I could see being a little thickness in the waist. His shoulders and chest were broad, and his biceps were massive. Below the towel, his thighs were like tree trunks and his calves bulged as he walked.

Tony had a very hairy chest, with the jet black hair looking like a rug from his neck on down, while on his smooth back was a large red and green tattoo of some kind of serpent, but while I had tried to pretend I didn't look, I had seen the bulge in the front of the moist towel just as Lisa had.

Tony brought Lisa over to the bed and they sat next to each other for a moment, with him whispering something in her ear before he reached over and took her face in his hands and kissed her.

That was one of the things we had discussed; that she shouldn't kiss him or swallow any - well, you can guess, but there it was just starting and they were kissing like husband and wife. Lisa seemed reluctant at first but was soon returning the affection, and then she was standing up.

"Mmmm," Tony said as she reached over and took the hem of Lisa's nightie in his hands, lifting it a little bit a first, checking out her pussy, before lifting it off of her.

Lisa's hands came up to shield her titties once again but Tony would have none of that, pulling them away while moving his face forward and pulling Lisa closer to him as he sat. Tony's mouth engulfed Lisa's right breast, practically fitting the entire bud in his mouth while massaging the left one, and now Lisa's hand was in Tony's scalp, pulling his face to her as he sucked on her teat.

Lisa was shifting her weight from side to side as Tony devoured her breasts, glancing over at me as sweat poured down my face while I gripped the sides of the chair, and then Tony was easing my wife down to her knees as he rose, towering over Lisa like King Kong.

It was right around then that a thought occurred to me. I should just jump to my feet, grab Lisa and run out the door. Go back home and go back to being the bland, church-going nerd couple we had always been. This wasn't us.

But then Lisa's hands were going up to the knot in the towel, and it came open the second her fingers touched the cotton. The towel fell to the floor, making Tony naked as my wife was, and when I saw Lisa's pale hands come up and take his enormous organ by the root and give it a couple of timid pulls while bringing it to her lips, I let out a little choking sound.

It was an involuntary noise I made, caused by my orgasm, which erupted in my pajamas despite my hands still clutching the sides of the chair in a death grip. I could feel Tony's eyes on me as he stood there confidently, but my eyes were elsewhere.

Tony's cock was certainly as big as Lisa had suggested, having to be at least 6 or 7" inches long as it hung down between his legs, and although it didn't get all that much bigger when it became fully erect a few minutes later, it still didn't make me feel any less inadequate as I felt my dripping dick shrivel.

Tony wasn't circumcised, which made it look even more intimidating, and the foreskin covered most of the beet-red glans of his cock before Lisa peeled it back with her fists. Her eyes met mine for the briefest of seconds before her mouth opened wide and took in the bulbous head of his penis.

She was doing it. Sucking this virtual stranger's cock with the same enthusiasm that Lisa had always done on mine. Her hands spinning and pulling at what her mouth could not take in, I watched Tony's bronze manhood begin to stiffen as Lisa's lips slid up and down him, her saliva making his weapon glisten.

Tony was smiling, his eyes focused on me as much as Lisa, and then he was pulling his tool out of Lisa's mouth, encouraging her to work over his balls, which dangled low in their furry sac. Lisa bent lower and licked at his nuts while Tony dropped his cock on top of my wife's head.

After his balls had been worked over, Tony put his cock back in Lisa's mouth and encouraged her to go further down the veined shaft. Her overstretched mouth was making it about half way down the length of him, and his hands were on the back of her head, his fingers running through her hair while he coaxed her lips further down.

Lisa used to brag about being able to deep throat me, but there was no way she was going to be able to do that with what had to be around 9 thick inches of cock. Gasping for air, my wife pulled away from the cock and licked at the tender opening, the knob dripping with her spit and his pre-cum.

Reaching down under her arms, Tony lifted my wife up and put her on the bed, spreading her pale thighs as he climbed up on the bed and buried his face between her legs. Watching from behind, all I could see was the hairy crack of Tony's ass and the underside of his nuts, which swung around wildly as he ate Lisa's pussy.

I moved my chair around so I could see better, and watched Lisa clutching at the bedding while arching her neck and moving her head from side to side as Tony loudly lapped at her sex. The next thing I knew, I was on my knees beside the bed, looking over at my wife as she tried to wrap her legs around Tony's head and pull him inside of her.

I thought Lisa was about to cum when Tony suddenly raised up onto his knees. For a second I thought he was going to tell me to go sit back down where I was, but instead he just knelt there between Lisa's legs, his enormous cock swaying in front of him as he moved in closer while I knelt there helplessly.

Tony's cock was now in his hand, and he was guiding the head of it to my wife's wet opening, the fat head of his manhood looking as big as an apple as he worked it up and down Lisa's sex before pushing forward.

"Relax baby," Tony said as Lisa cried out when the glans squeezed inside of her. "That's it. Oh man Lisa, you're so tight."

Lisa looked like she had when she had given birth, her face red and every vein and muscle in her neck and shoulders bulging as Tony slowly impaled her with his over-sized member. I watched the bronze weapon gradually disappear into Lisa as she groaned, thrashing her arms around.

Lisa's hand came near me, and I instinctively grabbed her sweaty palm for a second as Tony began moving in and out of her pussy. He didn't have all of it in yet, but the 6" that he was using was driving my wife crazy. Lisa yanked her hand out of mine and grabbed at Tony, squeezing his muscular shoulders while I leaned back and watched, my hand working over my re-energized dick.

***

The first time I watched my wife have an orgasm that I wasn't involved in was a strange moment. I didn't feel jealously, but it was like I was sharing her pleasure as she made sounds that I never heard from her before while she came.

When our eyes met, Lisa looked dazed, like she had just gone twelve rounds with a prize fighter, but that wasn't the end of it, not by a long shot. Tony was like a machine, his cock like a piston as he worked it inside of my wife harder and deeper, the slapping sounds of their sweaty bodies colliding echoing in the little motel room.

Lisa came again, and by then she had been pushed across the bed until her head and shoulders were hanging off the edge, while Tony relentlessly pounded into her. How could he do it? How could a man keep going like this, I wondered.

My cum was on the floor in front of me, a result of joining my wife in her last orgasm, and now Tony was getting ready to cum himself, something that he announced as he slowed his thrusting down.

"Gonna cum," Tony said as he looked down between Lisa's legs, where most of his cock was buried deep inside her pussy, and I could see Lisa's body twitch as Tony groaned, no doubt sending his seed deep into my wife as she clutched his biceps hard.

It was over. Tony slowly pulled his deflating cock out of Lisa and stayed positioned between her spread thighs, his hands moving up and down her silky legs as his cock hung limply down.

"That was good, babe," Tony said. "We're going to have some fun tonight."

I looked at Lisa, who looked like a drowned rat as she welcomed Tony with open arms when he bent over and kissed her before getting up and waddling over to the Chivas Regal and pouring them another drink.

"You okay honey?" I whispered while trying to brush the hair off of the side of her head where is was plastered, and she gave me a weak little smile in return.

My eyes traveled down her frail looking body, which was dripping wet from the sweat - sweat of the two of them - and between her legs. Her poor little pussy was still open, the gaping hole red and distressed while a tiny stream of semen trickled out of her.

"I'll leave you two alone for a minute," Tony said, looking over at me. "I know what you want." 

I didn't. I really didn't at that point, but when I heard the bathroom door close behind Tony I found myself climbing onto the bed and assuming the same position that Tony had earlier. My semi-turgid dick fell into Lisa's gaping hole, and I don't even think she knew I was inside her at first.




Watching My Wife



"I love you so much," I said, feeling the fluids inside of Lisa around my dick, and if I hadn't just cum a little while ago I would have again.

Instead, I just lay there while Lisa's hands went up and down my arms while my cock swam in the ocean created by their lovemaking. Climbing off of the bed, I went over to the bottle of Chivas Regal and helped myself to a shot as Tony came back into the room.

Tony looked over at me, and it was then that I realized that my pajamas were on the floor beside the bed and I was standing there naked as they both were. I saw his eyes look over at my dick, which had never looked smaller than it did now, and while Tony didn't laugh, I could see a little smirk in the corner of his mouth as he surveyed my equipment.

***

Surely Lisa had enough, I surmised, incorrectly as it turned out. At home, once was usually it, but this wasn't the Lisa I knew. This woman, while perhaps looking to me like she had enough sex for the night, clearly hadn't, any more than her new lover did. It was obvious that for the man, who reeked of virility, once was not nearly enough but had merely served as an appetizer.

They were going at it again in less than a half hour, and now Tony was more restrained, driving Lisa to new heights as he used his weapon masterfully while making her orgasm again and again. She was like a rag doll in his hands, being manipulated in all kinds of positions to suit his fancy, while I sat back in the plastic chair and stroked my dick.

It seemed like hours before Tony shot his load into my wife again, and after he rolled off of her I was certain it was over for the night. Instead, Tony slipped on his slacks and announced that he was going outside for a breath of fresh air.

I could understand that, because the room was like a sauna, the air thick with the scent of sweat and sex, and as Tony left I watched Lisa get up off the bed, or at least try to. Her thighs were bowed apart, and she walked like she had just gotten off a horse, while I could see the juices drooling out of her pussy and onto the insides of her thighs and the floor.

"Let me help you," I said, jumping up and grabbing Lisa around her shoulders and helping her to the bathroom.

I stood inside with her as she gingerly sat down on the toilet and let loose with a torrent of pee while looking up at me with a smile.

"Did he hurt you? I asked, noticing the way she was grimacing with every movement, but she shook her head no.

"It's good, isn't it?" I asked. "Sex with Tony, I mean."

"Yes, it is. How about you? How do you feel?" Lisa countered.

"I'm happy if you're happy," I responded. "I can't believe how many times you've cum."

"Me neither," Lisa said meekly.

"Is that it?" I asked. "Is he going to leave now?"

"No," Lisa said. "He told me he's staying the night."

"Oh," I answered, not realizing that.

"He wants to...," Lisa said before stopping as she stood up.

"Wants to what?"

"He wants to have sex with me - another way," Lisa replied.

"Another way?"

"You know," Lisa said, scrunching up her face. "He wants to put it in my bottom."

The thought of that horrified me, and I immediately told her that she didn't have to do that.

"I know. That's what I told him," Lisa said.

"Good," I said. "You don't want to, do you?"

"No," Lisa said, but her answer wasn't the assertive no that meant that it was totally out of the question, but more like something she had thought about and might still be considering, with her only fear the size of his penis.

I still remembered the way Lisa carried on when she had let me take her anally a few times in our early years of marriage, and if what I had used on her hurt her like she said it did, I shuddered at the thought of something like Tony's cock pounding deep into her rectum.

***

The two of them had sex once again, and that made three orgasms for Tony and myself, and who knows how many for Lisa. After they finished, I excused myself and went in to take a shower, and when I returned to the room the lights were off and the only illumination came from the lights outside that snuck in through the blinds.

The bed they had been using was empty, and the two of them were under the sheet of the previously unused bed, giggling as they nuzzled in the dark. Clearly, I was expected to lay in the other bed, the one they had used all night.

The sheets were covered with all sorts of bodily fluids, now cold against my skin as I crawled into bed and tried to fall asleep, staring over at my wife and her lover in the semi-darkness.

My eyes were accustomed to the dimness of the room when I saw the sheet come off of the two of them. A glance over at the clock revealed that it was 2:30 in the morning, which meant I had been staring at the other bed for over two hours.

Lisa was now kneeling next to Tony, and his cock was standing stright up in the air, looking like a monolith in Lisa's grasp, and then she bowed her head and began to go down on him. The blonde mop-top was bobbing up and down, her fists spinning as she sucked his cock furiously.

Silently, I rolled out from under the sheets and crawled over to the side of their bed, my face just a few inches from Tony's hairy thigh as Lisa sucked him hard and fast. She hadn't seen me there at first, and I realized from his body movements that she was going to make him cum, and furthermore it was clear that she was going to do something we had discussed in the beginning, something that we had agreed she wouldn't do.

Lisa finally saw me staring at them just before Tony came, and while she averted her eyes from mine she didn't stop and he erupted in her mouth. Her lips kept going up and down his cock while trickles of semen began drooling out of the corners of her mouth.

I felt hurt and betrayed in a way, but also felt another emotion - and it was an emotion that I never expected to feel. Jealousy. What was worse is that I didn't know who I was jealous of. Maybe Lisa sensed this, because as she let Tony's limp cock flop onto his belly she leaned over toward me.

"I love you," Lisa said so softly that it was almost like she was communicating telepathically as she mouthed the words while her face came over to mine.

I looked inside of that mouth, the teeth glittering with their usual pearly white brilliance, and saw the cum which coated her tongue and gums, and when we kissed our tongues swirled around each as she shared her lover with me.

When our lips separated, I looked down at the flaccid cock that I had just tasted in a roundabout way, and for the first time I wished that Tony hadn't said that we were not to touch, because if he hadn't said that, I know what I would have done.

Instead, I went back to my cum-stained bed while Lisa cuddled with Tony. The taste of his cum and the aroma of their sex filled my senses, and as they slept I jerked off, adding my seed to that of Tony's and my wife, which had already saturated the bedding beneath me.

***

The next morning, when I woke up the motel room was empty, but there was a sound coming from the bathroom. I got out of bed and went to over there to investigate. Tony was in there, fully dressed for the most part. As my wife would tell me later, he was preparing to leave when he saw something that he couldn't resist, the sight of Lisa heading to the shower.

Lisa was naked and bent over, her hands bracing herself on the tub in front of her, while Tony fucked her from behind. For a minute I thought that Tony was taking her ass, like he had wanted to, but he was just fucking her doggie style.

He was quick and rather brutal, holding my petite wife up by the hips and skewering her with his massive cock while Lisa grunted with every deep thrust. Tony growled as he came, and after letting her go, gave her a kiss of the cheek and gave me a playful slug on my arm before brushing by me and out of the room.

"Wasn't my idea," Lisa said as she looked at me with a guilty expression.

"You could have said no," I suggested, and Lisa only shrugged as she turned on the shower.

"Later for that," I snapped, grabbing my wife by the arm and bringing her into the main room.

I could see the fear in her eyes as she saw a side of me she wasn't familiar with, and actually raised her arm to shield her face as she must have thought for a second that was going to do the unthinkable - to hit her.

Instead, I flung my wife on the bed and dove between her legs, lapping like a starving animal at Lisa's pussy, which was rubbed almost raw around the labia from the almost constant pounding that Tony had given her since the night before.

I could taste everything - his still-warm cum and her juices simmering in the cauldron that was her cunt. I ate her out so long that my tongue was sore for days afterward, and when she came she came hard. I felt the spray from her orgasm on my cheeks as I drank it up like I had everything else inside of her, with gusto.

***

On the way home, I asked Lisa if she minded if we stopped at the post office to check the post office box we had used to get responses from out ad.

"Mind?" Lisa asked. "I was hoping you would."

"Maybe we can see Tony again," I asked.

"I don't think so," Lisa said. "He told me that he only did couples one time and that was it. He likes fresh meat, I guess. So that was it for me, unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Unless I agree to let him take me anally," Lisa said after taking a deep breath. "He said he would agree to meet me again for that."

"Oh?" What else did he say? About us getting together again maybe?"

"That was it," Lisa said, but then added. "He did say that he thought you were queer, or bisexual because of the way you were looking at him. He told me that's the way it is with most couples he parties with. He said the guy..."

"Go on," I said after Lisa hesitated. "I want to know everything."

"He told me that the guy in these situations often wants to be with a guy and uses it as an excuse to fulfill his fantasies," Lisa explained, hesitating a second before finishing. "He says that the guy almost always has a little penis too."

"Like mine?"

"Yes," Lisa admitted. "Just like yours."

"Do you think that's why I went along with this?" I asked. "To be with another guy?"

"Went along with it?" Lisa challenged. "It was your idea. You set it up."

"I know," I answered. "Well?"

"You would know the answer to that better than I would."

"You want to do that again, don't you?" I asked my wife. "Be with another guy, with me watching."

"Yes," Lisa told me. "I do, but only with you watching."

"Of course," I said. "I have to be there to protect you."

"Protect me?" Lisa said, giggling at the thought of me as her bodyguard. "Can you imagine what Tony would do to you if he was mad? His arms are as big as your thighs."

"Guess you're right," I admitted. "If he was indeed that kind of guy he could have done what he wanted to me, and no matter how much I struggled I would have been powerless to stop him."

"What do you mean?" Lisa asked. "I was talking about him being able to kick your butt."

"That's what I meant too," I said, but I wasn't all that sure what I meant anymore.

***

I thank you for reading and hope that if you enjoy this type of story, you found this satisfying. Comments are welcomed.



Watching My Wife!



My wife's decision to allow me to watch her began on Sunday at our family BBQ over memorial day weekend. We went to a near by state park camp ground where family members were camping for the weekend. We were having a good time conversing with family and friends, and eating the deliciously grilled chicken. That is when my wife asked me to walk with her to the park bathroom. As we were walking across the park,my wife asked me if walking with her hand in hand knowing she was wearing a Sundress with absolutely nothing underneath was making my pathetic cock hard. I of course replied yes, hoping that it would lead to an adventurous public display of affection, she so rarely does with me anymore.

As we reached the parks bathroom,I released my wife's hand and let her go into the restroom. However before she entered she turned to me and said seductively. "Are you not going to join me!" My head quickly snapped in her direction at the sound of this amazing invitation,and I hurried myself over to her as we entered the restroom together.

Inside my wife turned around and began kissing me passionately. Then she said. "I have a wonderful surprise for you my love." I asked her what it was and she said I must first remove my pants and underwear and give them to her. I did what she asked without much hesitation as this was quickly becoming the most exciting thing we have done in a long time. Now she asked me to get down on my knees and look up at her. As I did this she stepped close to me, lifted her dress up and straddled my face, and commanded me to lick her pussy until it was good and wet. Of course, I did it for her lovingly as I enjoy it almost as much as she does. Her breathing began to accelerate and her legs began quivering as she struggled to remain standing with the pleasures of an orgasm beginning to rise. Finally her thighs tightened like a vise around my head and her hand grabbed the back of my neck as she held me in her now climaxing cunt. As her orgasm began to calm she released me and told me to stand by the door, as she was ready to give me her surprise.

As I stepped back to the door I realized we were not in the women's restroom we were in the men's room. And just then a young,handsome man walked out of the shower room,wearing nothing but a towel. He was about 6' 3" tall which is about 4" taller than me,and he was 100% ripped in the muscle department. My wife looked at me and said. "Honey this is Derek, he is one of my new lovers. He came here today to fuck me, and I thought it would be a nice treat for you to be able to watch it happen. My jaw dropped and my body began shivering at the sight of this man now wrapping his arms around my wife. Then my wife said. "Now you just stand there in front of that door and don't let anybody else inside, as you watch and play with your little cock while Derek here fucks the horny out of me,ok!"

Derek than began kissing my wife's neck just below her earlobe, as she tilted her head and closed her eyes. He reached over and pulled her chin around and began passionately kissing her on the mouth with what had to be the largest tongue I had ever seen. As their excitement escalated my wife turned towards Derek, her hands reached down and pulled off his towel; and there it was, the first 10" cock I have ever saw. It was huge, my wife told me she had found a man with a 10" cock, and last week was the first time she was going to fuck it. When she returned from that date, however, she neglected to tell me anything about it. Now I realize it was because she thought it would be more of a "shock and awe" to see it myself.

Now my wife had moved to kneeling in front of this amazing specimen of a man, and looked over at me and said. "Can you see me honey, I'm about to put this huge cock in my mouth and suck it so hard, that it will stretch my pussy out so wide and deep that it would take three of yours just for me to be able to feel something." With that my wife began devouring the largest thing either of us have ever seen. At first my wife could get a good portion of him in her mouth, but as he hardened she would get less and less, until she could only get a little more than his head in. That is when Derek spoke for the first time, his extremely deep voice startled me from my fixation on watching his cock being sucked by my wife. "Put your hands down and open your mouth as big as you can, and stick out your tongue." He said to her as he reached out with both hands and grabbed my wife's head. He began thrusting his massive tool in and out of my wife mouth causing her mouth to water with saliva,and begin drooling all over his cock and her chin. He must have started stretching her mouth out, as he was now hitting her gag reflex, and causing her to make gulping sounds as he mouth fucked my wife. Then in one smooth motion he lifted her from her knees and removed her Sundress over her head and tossed it in my face. "You better hold that door closed tight bruh, I'm about to make your bitch scream, and people are going to be trying to figure out what is happening." He said to me as turned my wife around and bent her over the sink counter of the men's room.

He guided his huge cock right to the entrance of my wife's still wet cunt from my oral earlier. As he entered my wife she said. "You see this honey, my pussy is never going to feel your pathetic limp dick inside me ever again. He is going to ruin my pussy with his massive cock, and I just won't be able to feel you anymore. Real men have real cocks, and pathetic bitch husbands like you, have to watch how they use them." She said as Derek began fucking her harder and stretching her previously tight hole with his huge dick. She let out a few "oh yeah's" and "oh fucks" before she said."Yes that's it honey grab your little dick and stroke it as this man destroys your wife's pussy in front of you, let it sink in deep how my pussy is never going to feel your tiny piece of limp skin again. Oh you love watching your wife get fucked by a real man, look in the mirror at your pathetic face, it says it all. Look at it, what does it say, tell me what you see when you look at your face in the mirror."

I stepped one step in and looked at myself in the mirror, and she said again. "Tell me what you see bitch." Then I said stutteringly,"I see a pathetic limp dick sissy husband that loves watching bigger and better men fuck his wife's pussy right in front of him." "That is right bitch, now fucking stroke your little cock and make it cum for me, I wanna watch you jack off to another man fucking your wife, I want to see your face as you orgasm, and I want you to catch your pathetic load in your hand then show Derek how pathetic sissies eat their own cum. Now cum for me bitch."

It only took a few more strokes before I came all over in my hand,while watching this muscular gorgeous man fuck my wife in front of me. She was beginning to have her first orgasm, so I waited and watched her climax like I have never seen before. Then she looked up at me and said. "What are you waiting for eat, your fucking cum right now." I didn't want to do it in front of him, but I did it anyway because I knew she would just make it worse if I didn't. "Hahahaha! You are right girl, he is a pathetic sissy bitch, isn't he." Derek said as I swallowed my own load of cum.

Now Derek grabbed my wife and picked her up like she was a small child, and sat her on the counter, then quickly plunged his massive cock back in her stretched pussy. He continued his complete pummeling of my wife's pussy as his huge dick was now hitting her just they way she liked it. My wife was now full on screaming as Derek was ramming her as hard as he could, her head was hitting the wall she was being fucked so hard. My wife climaxed at least twice in this position before, she looked at me and said. "See how patheitic he is Derek, he is still stroking his cock while you fuck me, even though he has already came, and his pathetic dick will not get hard for him again. He just cant get it up a second time, his dick will only cum once then its limp for hours before it can do anything again. Isn't that right honey?" I looked down and away as I replied," yes,dear."

Both Derek and my wife shared a good laugh at my expense as they continued to fuck each others brains out. Now my wife was moved back to doggystyle, except this time she was facing right at me as he held her arms behind her back. He was truly remarkable holding my wife up as he pounded her swollen and beatin pussy again and again. My wife climaxed for the fifth time since we entered this restroom, and then she looked at me again and asked. "Honey, do you ever want to fuck my now ruined pussy again?" I quickly replied with a yes. Then she said,"well if you do, then you have to do something for me right now, or else my pussy will never touch your dick again, ok." Without hesitation I said I would do anything to keep being able to have her pussy. Then she said. "Ok, I want you to come over here and kneel next to me, then when Derek is ready to cum, he is going to pull out of me and cum all over your face and mouth, and your going to swallow his cum for him ok."

My mind didnt know what to do, I was confused, and replied "no I don't want to be forced bisexual babe." She said. "Don't worry honey, you don't have to touch his cock. Besides he would never let a sissy bitch do that, he is a real man, however he is going to shoot it on your face, and it will be just like if you were licking it out of me. And if you dont do it, you will lose my pussy forever!" I reluctantly walked over and knelt next to me wife's still being fucked cunt.

Derek began moaning, then he suddenly without warning, pulled his huge cock out of my wife, turned towards me and started stroking his cock. A second or two later his dick erupted and cum started splattering over my face and into my mouth and eyes and ears. His load was massive, and felt like it kept cumming for a full minute. Just then somebody walked into the restroom, he must have been in shock by what he saw, as he quickly turned and left, but as he was leaving I could hear him laughing uncontrollably. Then I heard my wife taking pictures with her iphone and she said. "Now I have visual proof of how much of a pathetic sissy bitch you are, and you will do exactly as I say forever, or else your whole family will see these. Now start swallowing that cum all over your face, we have to go back to the party."

As I finished cleaning myself up, my wife was kissing Derek and telling him how great he was. And how she can't wait until Friday when they meet again, this time at my house and in my bed. And finally how she might show him how a pathetic limp dick husband takes a big strapon cock in the ass...

"Oh shit!" I thought to myself.



Watching My Wife



After a passionate night of love-making with his wife, Steve wakes up to the blurry red numbers on the clock. It reads 2:21 AM. Steve shakes his head, and looks at the clock again. 

2:21 AM

Something clicks into his brain, and he realizes that his flight leaves at 3:30 AM.

"Ah, shit!" Steve gently pries Annabelle off of him, and jumps out of the king-sized bed. This job is what he has been waiting for since he got married to his sweet Anna. It was a hell of a fight already to get her hand in marriage--as her father would not agree. Anna was a stickler to tradition, and if her father didn't agree, she wouldn't either.

Anna's father was a rich and wealthy man, but Anna and Steve agreed only to ask him for help when we absolutely needed it--and we were almost there. Steve has been married to Anna to three years. She wants to be a mother to many children, but the couple do not have the money to fend for another mouth, as sad as it sounds.

It hasn't been a fun ride for Steve, either. They have been using condoms, since Anna is allergic to birth control. There were many times where they were lucky, but they couldn't push it. 

Steve quickly got out of the shower and dried himself off. He rushed to the closet and saw his suitcases on the floor, already packed. He looked to his wife, sleeping soundly, thanking his lucky stars that he was married to a woman like her. She must of packed his stuff before they had their little fun.

Right next to the suitcases were a list that he created of the things he needed, all of which were crossed out, saying: "All of these things are in there, Steve!" He will be forever grateful of his wife. He made a mental note to bring her flowers and chocolate when he comes back.

Steve brushed his teeth, put on deodorant, and got dressed. The clock read 2:43 AM. He had to get to Sea-Tac (Seattle-Tacoma) very fast. He couldn't be late. This was their one shot. He was going to close a deal in California, and if he does end up being successful, a promotion is promised and the pay will triple.

Steve picked up his suitcases and put them down on the floor next to Annabelle. His sweet, faithful, beautiful, Annabelle. Sometimes, he called her Annabel Lee. 

"Annabel Lee, honey," Steve shook her. She yawned, looking at her husband with her beautiful blue eyes. "I'm late. I'm going to go now, okay? I'll call you when I got off of the plane. I promise. I love you!" He kissed her rosy cheeks and rushed down the stairs. 

As Steve passed the living room, he heard a rough voice yell out. "Fuck college!" 

Steve passed his younger brother, ruffling his hair. His younger brother was staying with them. It didn't hurt their pockets, as Dave helped a bit. Dave was kicked out of the house he had a room mate with because Dave was caught having sex with the room mate's girlfriend of five years. He was beat to the pulp, really. When he came to the couple in that sort of manner, it was impossible for them to say no to helping him get back on his feet.

Anna liked him around when Steve was gone, as she liked the company. It was win-win for all of them, especially when he offered what little he had to help pay the bills. They got Dave back into college again, and he seemed to be working extra hard on an essay, even though he seemed a little bit angry.

"Bye, bro!" Dave waved, a little bit too excited. Steve dismissed the thought. He's probably finishing up his essay.

"Take care of Anna," Steve yelled, grabbing his keys and rushing out to the car. He had to do this for my future family, and for his beautiful Anna.

Pulling out of the driveway, Steve couldn't help but think about her. Anna was 5'4". She had beautiful breasts, and a firm ass that begged you to grip them. Her blue eyes stared right into your soul, and she had a habit of opening and closing her mouth when she was concentrating. Her full, plump lips were amazing. Her hair was dirty blonde, and it went down to her belly button.

She was a minx, even if she didn't want to admit it. Steve almost feel bad leaving her, since she is a cock-hungry slut, but he know that in the long run, this will benefit for both of them. She was faithful, and he's sure that she will remain faithful under any circumstances. She fills his heart, and he hers. Not to mention that she always mentions how his cock always fills her, too. Steve snickered.

Steve wouldn't dare ask Anna, but sometimes he wondered if she ever thought of him as a potential partner. She brings up Dave a lot, but it shows that she loves him as her own. Dave looks at her all the time, as if he's seeing an angel, but Steve guessed that's okay. As long as they aren't going to do anything. The ring on Anna's finger proved that.

Steve remembered when he visited his parents at the age of 26. His mother's cancer was back, and she needed all of the support she could get. He walked in on Dave wanking, and his dick looked about 8 inches. Dave just turned 17. Steve doesn't know if Dave can help it, but he has a bit of a reputation to break up relationships, and Steve hopes it never crossed his mind to break up my marriage.

Anna is truly the one for Steve.

Dave was only 23 to Steve's 32, and he was lean and muscular. He had dark brown eyes, and the way he carried himself suggested that he was tough. He was confident in his actions, and could always find a way to justify them. 

Steve hopped on the freeway. He hoped that Anna and Dave remembered to pick up the car back from the airport. My phone rang, and the tone suggested that it was either Anna or my boss, Frank. Steve answered the call on his bluetooth.

"Carter."

"Steve, it's me, Frank," Frank sounded disappointed. Steve felt a pang of fear. 

"Yes, Frank? What's wrong?" Steve tried to keep the nervousness out of my voice.

"They postponed, Steve," Frank sighed. "They want to check with other corporations before they make a deal with ours. I'm sorry, Steve. I'll reimburse you for the money you have spent out of pocket for the whole year. I know you and your wife are trying to start a family together." He sounded sincere.

"Triple the money and you'll have your deal," It was what he did Persuade. Steve kept a light-hearted tone, even though he was completely shattered. At least he was giving him money back from it. 

"Haha, Steve," Frank laughed. "I'll double it, not triple it. You'll be getting the money in your bank tomorrow at noon." He hung up the phone.

He looked back at the suitcases. So much for packing, eh? Steve went to the florist he usually went to, Nadia, and he asked her for Forget-Me-Not flowers. It was sort of an inside joke between Steve and Anna. He went and bought her Godiva chocolate. He headed home.

Steve pulled up to the driveway and noticed Dave's car was still there. He usually went to the gym at this time. Steve would never understand why someone would wake up so early to work out. He quietly opened the door. Something told him that something was off. Being in business, Steve learned that you had to listen to your gut.

The computer Dave was on was still on, and his books were still scattered across the table. Steve looked at the computer, only to see that Dave wasn't even close to being done on his essay. He heard creaking coming from the basement. It was a gaming area, with a few couches and a love seat.

Steve silently walked towards the basement, his heart hammering inside his chest. He heard moans, and he sped up. 

What was going on?

When the door was opened to the basement, all you can see at first is a love seat facing away from you. What shocked Steve was what he saw on the love seat. Dave and Anna were on it, fucking like wild animals. A love seat isn't made to stretch out long ways, so they were in missionary position.

Dave was on top of her, his head on her shoulders, grunting. Steve could already tell that they were fucking hard by the sounds they were making. They couldn't see Steve, as they were faced away, but he saw Dave's gigantic balls slap her clit over and over. The sound was mesmerizing and so was her moans.

"Fuck me, Dave! Your cock is so good in my pussy!"

It was as if Dave was doing push ups after a while, only much faster. He rose swiftly, but dropped as if there was a bomb headed towards them.

His cock, now looking a little bit bigger than Steve last saw it, would penetrate Anna's lovely cunt, and the push up would start all over again, each time harder and faster than the time before.

They both were naked as the day they were born. Anna's legs were pointed straight at the air. Dave seemed to be getting tired, as he stayed down after the push up and started rocking side to side. Anna groaned, as she loved getting fucked this way. Steve would know. She met his thrusts, and soon they started making out. They unlocked their lips and sucked on each other's tongue.

Steve was angry. Why would they do this to him? He noticed that he still had the flowers and the chocolate in his hand. They meant nothing now. But as Steve looked at them, sucking each other's tongue, he realized that he felt his erection pressing against his slacks. That made him even more angry. 

He turned around, being quiet. He had to throw the flowers and the chocolate back into the car, and park it the next block over so they wouldn't happen to see it. For some reason, Steve realized that he wanted to see what would happen. Would they bring Steve up? There were many reasons, but most of all: he was horny. He liked watching them having sex. Even though that pissed him off, he was drawn to it.

He quickly exited the house, being sure not to make any noise. He threw the flowers and the chocolate in the back of the car with disgust. He parked a block over and found himself jogging over to the house. When he entered his house, he crept back to the basement. When Steve peeked in, his heart began to sting. Anna loved it.

He could tell. She looked happy, and her cunt looked happy. It was dripping wet. Out of no where, Dave stopped rocking side to side and braced himself on the couch seat. He set his feet on the floor, and began making powerful strokes, a mixture between short and long. He began fucking her faster, and harder. 

She thrust up to meet his hips, and by the look on their faces, it was the ultimate position. Anna started screaming, and her toes curled up. She was cumming on Steve's younger brother's cock.

Dave followed her after, slamming his cock in her over and over again. He grabbed her by the hips and strained his body against hers. He grunted over and over, and Steve was sure that each time he grunted, a string of cum entered his wife.

After a few more moments, they both sighed and clung to each other. Steve was shocked. He witnessed his younger brother cumming inside of his wife. What was happening?

Anna slid down Dave, and took his cock into her mouth. She has a suppressed gag reflex, and often used that to her advantage. She took him in her mouth, with an intention of cleaning him.

She never does that to Steve.

Dave looked down at her with love, and Anna looked at him with the same amount of love that Steve gave her. Gave both of them.

Dave brought Anna back up and stood up with her in his arms. He picked her up and she put her legs around her waist. Steve backed up as soon as he saw Dave turn around. He sprinted up the stairs, and hid in the bathroom. They passed him, and it looked like they were going to the master bedroom--Anna and Steve's bedroom. He waited a couple of seconds and peeked in the doorway. 

It seemed as if Dave put his cock into Anna on the way here, as Steve saw that his cock was in her pussy when he laid down with Anna on top of him. Anna rocked back and forth, relishing in the moment. 

They began doing the sucking each other's tongue thing, and Steve realized that he began to touch himself through his slacks. He felt a jolt when he saw Anna start rising and falling on Dave's cock. There was nothing that was going to stop Steve from watching this. There was a very high chance that Dave would feel someone watching them, and he would look at the doorway and catch Steve looking.

What would Steve do, then? He didn't know himself. His own 5 inch cock was no comparison to his big one.

Dave seemed to have whispered something to Anna, and then she started moving, up and down, up and down, tip to hilt. Steve's new favorite sound in the world was the sound of their laps making noises.

Dave started slapping Anna across her face, and her moans became even louder. Was that it? Did Anna crave pain? Dave grabbed her hips once more and started jack hammering her into oblivion. Steve could tell that her tight cunt would soon take a toll on him. He would eventually cum inside of her, again.

Something clicked in Steven's brain, again. He realized that Anna was allergic to birth control pills. . . and Dave is fucking her unprotected. Is this what she wanted? To have her children by another man? Her husband's younger brother? The thought was sickening, but it turned me on even more. It disgusted Steven.

"Oh, yes, Dave, fuck me like my husband never can!" Anna screamed out. Dave obliged, fucking her harder and faster. Anna once again met his thrusts. Anna was really enjoying herself, and Dave obviously was.

Anna screamed out and curled her toes again. This time, she grabs the sheets with a death grip and freezes up. 

Dave didn't care, but Steve has never seen Anna cum like this. As Dave hit the third thrust since Anna froze up, she went wild and started thrusting, cumming like never before. Dave pulled out and Anna squirted all over him. Dave had a wide grin on his face that Steve wanted to punch right off.

Steven has never seen her squirt! Steven looked down at his pants, and he realized that he just came himself. Dave put his cock back in her pussy and yelled out. 

"I'm going to fuck that pregnant pussy of yours, sister! What are you going to do when my brother finds out that your pregnant with my baby, huh?" Dave came inside of her, and he gripped her tight to his chest. "You're mine."



Watching My Wife Being Taken



My name's Greg and I'm 27. I recently got married to the love of my life, Sophie, and we've been very happy together. Our sex life has been great and neither of us would ever need to look elsewhere now we've got each other. 

The only problem is, every time I masturbate, the only thing that ever seems to turn me on is imagining Sophie with another man, I don't understand why, it just gets me so excited, the idea of another guy touching her all over. It's such a naughty fantasy, and not one I ever pictured making a reality.

We were in bed together, just cuddling up before sleeping and she asked me if I had any sexual fantasies. I said no, like a reaction, there was no way I wanted to offend her with my weird fantasy. I asked her whether she had any, and she said shyly, "well, just something silly really."

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well, I kinda like the idea of role play sometimes. You know, like you're a teacher and I'm a schoolgirl, that sort of thing. Silly, I know."

"No, it's not silly Sophie, I mean sure, we can try that some time."

So we tried Sophie's role play. It was ok, it really seemed to turn her on which was great. Again she asked me: "Are you sure there aren't any fantasies you'd like me to do for you hunny? Tie you up? Another woman? Anything at all?"

She was joking about the woman of course, so I laughed before replying.

"No sweetie, really, it's fine."

"Oh come on Greg, you're being dull. I thought all guys had some weird fantasy, I can't believe I married the one guy in the world who has nothing weird in his head."

She was starting to wear me down, and I felt like I could tell her anything.

"Ok Sophie, there is one thing, but it's really not something I really want to do, it's just something stupid that turns me on sometimes."

"Ooooh, now this is more interesting," she replied. "Come on, tell me tell me tell me, and we'll do it, I promise."

"Well I don't think I even want to try it really, it's just a fantasy. But, sometimes the thought of you with another guy turns me on."

"What, me having an affair?" She asked.

"No, no, not an affair as such. Just, here in our bed, you with a random guy having sex, and me just watching."

"Yeah, sorry, I'm not sure I could do that hunny. I don't want other guys, I'm with you, we're married, and sex with you is great."

"I know I know." I said. "I don't think I really want to do it, it's just a fantasy is all, doesn't mean anything."

She turned over and seemed to be thinking, but we didn't mention it again at all.

A couple of weeks later we were at home and Sophie said she wanted to tell me something, she seemed pretty excited about it. 

"You know your little fantasy Greg?" Well, I was at the gym yesterday and there's this big man called Rob, does weights and that sort of thing. I've known for ages that he fancied me, he's always watching me when I work out, so of course I've always tried to avoid him. He's tried to talk to me a couple of times but I've managed to get rid of him easily enough. But thinking about your fantasy I decided to have a little word with him, chat him up, you know?"

I listened on, a sick feeling in my stomach at what she was telling me.

"Well," she carried on, "After a while I told him that I'm married so of course nothing would ever happen between us, but then I mentioned your fantasy and asked him if he might be interested. I felt really naughty asking him, and he seemed really unsure at first Greg, but then he said yes! I mean, he's not exactly my type, I'm not gonna enjoy it, trust me, but there you go. I promised you I'd fulfil your fantasy, and now we can."

"Oh my god, Sophie, I don't know, I mean it's fun to think about but I never said I actually wanted to go through with it."

"Nonsense, of course you do, you're just too shy to tell me so," she said. To be honest, I wasn't being shy, I was genuinely worried, but I couldn't deny it, I was excited by the idea too. "He's coming round any second," she said.

"What!? He's coming now?" I shouted.

"Of course, means there's no chance for us to chicken out."

I was stuck in two minds. I was so angry at the thought of another guy doing my wife, but so excited too, I just couldn't deny that feeling. Rob knocked on our door and Sophie let him in. She was acting excited around me but I could tell she didn't really want to do this. I couldn't believe how much she must love me to do this, it was not in her nature to cheat on me at all, I know she never ever would. Maybe that's why this situation turned me on as much as it did. 

The three of us chatted for a bit. Rob was pretty big, he must've spent a lot time at the gym, and like a lot of those gym guys he was a bit arrogant and boring in conversation. I have to admit, I didn't really like him, and neither did Sophie, that was pretty clear, but he definitely seemed to have the hots for her. After a while, Sophie suggested that we should get down to business, trying to play it cool, but I could see now that she wasn't enjoying this. I felt guilty but this was all her own doing, and I was getting hard now, knowing that any second my fantasy would come true.

We went up to the bedroom and dimmed the lights. I sat down beside the bed while Sophie undressed in front of me, Rob undressed in the en suite. 

"I love you baby," she whispered to me, and we kissed lovingly. It was strange seeing her beautiful naked body in front of me, but this time I wouldn't be touching it. Rob walked in, in just his boxer shorts. My god, he had an incredible body, nobody could deny that. He gave me a wry smile then walked up to my wife and began to fondle her breasts in front of me. 

Rob caressed and sucked on Sophie's breasts, stroking her body and legs with his other hand. She was trying to get into it but I knew she was never really into foreplay that much. Then Rob took down his boxers and threw them off and forced Sophie down to her knees to suck him off. His dick was huge, way bigger than mine. I'd never seen another man's hard dick except in porn, so it was a strange sight. I watched on as my wife started to stroke his dick with her fingers and then softly blow him off. She moved up and his shaft with her tongue and fingered his balls as lovingly as she would do with me. But the more jealous I got, the more aroused I became and I started to touch my own dick in excitement. 

Rob grabbed Sophie's hair and started to encourage her lips back and forth along his dick, and she placed her hands on his two butt cheeks and gripped him as she sucked him off. He started groaning just a little, and I was worried he was going to blow his load early, before the real show. Sophie realised this too so took her mouth away from his dick and stood up. She walked to the bed alluringly and lay down on her back and looked at me and smiled and mouthed the words I love you. I mouthed it back and smiled at her, she was doing great.

Rob got on to the bed, pulled Sophie's legs apart and started to lick her clit slowly. He really worked his magic on her and after a while she began to lose herself and her eyes closed. She let a couple of little gasps and that signalled him to really start to eat her out. He put his tongue right inside her and she groaned with pleasure. I was tugging my dick, watching my wife being pleasured by another man, it was great.

Rob decided he'd had enough of oral and climbed slowly on top of Sophie, his eyes looking lustful, and if I'm honest, so were my wife's. She said Rob wasn't her type before, but maybe she was just lost in the moment. He started to ease his dick inside of her pussy and she winced with pain at first, his dick too big to go in all the way. He was gentle with her but then seemed to lose patience and pulled Sophie's legs apart and thrust the full length of his dick inside her pussy. My wife yelped in pain, but Rob came out and thrust his dick straight back in again, the full length. This time Sophie's noise was more of a delighted groan and she was loving every thrust that Rob gave her now. 

He kept forcing his dick deeper and deeper inside my wife's pussy and then put his arms around her neck and embraced my wife closely as he rammed her. My wife, clearly lost in the pleasure of it all, wrapped her arms around Rob's body and stroked his skin with her fingers, digging her nails in gently when she got excited. 

I was lost in the moment too, I was tugging my dick really hard now, watching this live sex show, not even realising what was happening in front of me was starting to get a little romantic. Rob was kissing my wife's neck as he pounded her and then kissed her face and then her lips, and she kissed him back. They were now French kissing away, my wife desperately trying to stick her tongue deep down Rob's throat and she grabbed his ass cheeks again with her fingers, dug her nails in and started to force him deeper inside of her. Rob did just that and between the kisses they were both groaning and I could tell that they were close to cumming. 

Downstairs we had all agreed that Rob would pull out and cum on Sophie's tits but they were lost in passion and Sophie gripped Rob's muscular body tightly and he groaned loudly and shot his load deep inside my wife's pussy over ten seconds. He kept thrusting and thrusting until at last his balls were empty. He fell exhausted on top of my wife and kissed her again, and she kissed him back and they embraced on the bed. 

I'd blown my load too, and now the sexual excitement was over I was struck with the realisation. I got up and thanked the pair for fulfilling my fantasy and made sure to get rid of Rob as soon as I could. After he left, I made love to my wife as well, but I wasn't as good as Rob and Sophie knew it now.

We never tried my fantasy again, but nor I do truly regret it. I did however make sure that Sophie joined a different gym.