Chapter 18 The Swap 1
Sheetal was furious, she was high.
"Bitch! Whore! Slut!, mother fucker" , she just pretends that she is such an innocent bitch, and she is fucking my son" she said to herself, while wearing her jeans and shirt. When she was stressed she would always smoked. She had already smoked 3 cigarettes, a sign she was stressed and angry.
She picked her car keys, and drove at a fast speed towards her bungalow. It took her almost 45 mins to reach her spot. The security guard, had never seen Sheetal so furious, as she abused him, because he took sometime to open the gate.
"Madar chod (Mother fucker)," she screamed, "do we pay you to sleep in the night ". Generally Sheetal would always give them some tip but seeing the boss so furious, he could not do anything but feel scared. He quietly opened the door, and she did not even wasted her time. She parked her car just behind Raghav's car , and then rushed inside the house.
The living room was in mess, as whiskey bottles, and the food left over was lying down on the floor. At some distance, clothes and purse of Kavitha was lying. Pants of Raghav and Madhav were also lying beside the same, she could recognize her friends and son's dress.
"Saali, Raand (whore)", she again murmured, and then walked at a brisk pace towards the bedroom upstairs, there was a spark in her strides.
As she opened the bedroom, door, the sunlight had already started to fall inside the bedroom. It was already 5 am, and morning birds were playing the music.
Kavitha was lying in middle of Raghav and Madhav. All three of them were naked. Her hands were holding the dick of her son, and her ass was facing Raghav. Raghav dicks it seems was inside her pussy from behind. There were couple of bottles of expensive scotch, and many cigarettes which were lying on the ground, and on bed. They both were sleeping as if they had attained nirvana.
Sheetal, waited for few minutes, as if meditating to figure out what to do, and then she screamed
"Raandi, you whore, you are so low stoop, that you are fucking not only my son, but damn your own son, you bitch, the nun, you fucking bitch "
Her voice was roaring like a lioness, and hear her, the first one to woke up was Madhav. He was the one who had not drunk so much.
She continued, by abusing little more in local language. It was difficult to say, that she was upset, due to lack of sex or that there can be a women - who can lure two young guys. Sheetal was not attracted to her son, perhaps she was not sex deprive or desperate. She did fuck her son's age boys, but she never had seen her own son as someone she would want to fuck. Though she and her husband had tried every single thing in their life, but they had not yet encountered incest. Couple of times when Sheetal had tried to seduce couple of young boys, but not wearing panties or at times just being nude, but she had not never had done this for her son, as most of the times either he was busy with his life, or they were busy with her life.
She again shouted "You bitch ", Madhav stood up. He was sober, and now more in control. He did not like someone calling his mom a bitch, specially when she her self a bitch. A son is like this only, he can call his mom whatever he wants, but when someone else calls her something that was too much for him. He looked at Sheetal, who her self was such a bitch he thought, and she is giving names to my mom.
"Shut up you bitch, mind your words" he screamed.
Sheetal had never expected such harsh words from Madhav, for her he was just a fucking innocent guy. As a person also she liked such harsh aggressive guys. But she had misjudged Madhav completely. The way he spoke made her lusty actually. It was long someone had dominated and being aggressive with her. She was mostly dominating.
Her anger slightly evaporated seeing Madhav. Raghav and Kavitha had drunk too much, perhaps they were deep in their sleep. Looks they had also smoked some drug.
Madhav came out of the bed, naked, her hairy body, kind of made Sheetal feel the heat. She was looking for a sex, and why not fuck her best friends son, if he had fucked her son. She stood still, as if admiring, the big dick of Madhav.
Sheetal wanted to just go down and suck his dick, bit she quietly waited for her turn. So as to provoke him, she said
"Oh come on, see who is talking, a mother fucker himself " She had used these harsh abusive words, to see how far he may go. She opened the first two buttons of her shirt, while shouting at him. Her voice was little low.
"You fucking bitch "Madhav cried, and rushed towards her naked, and stopped just short of hitting her. May be his value system came back.
As he stood with his hands up, and hold it back, Sheetal pasted her lips on his lips.
"Fuck me, fuck me as u fucked your mom", she said, kissed him again and again.
Madhav looked little stunt, but he could not resist the charm. Plus he was feeling anger and hatred against her on abusing his mom.
"You bitch, slut" he screamed, and started to kiss her, perhaps his kiss was to such an extend that he also bit her lips.
"Ahhhh" Sheetal, shouted, but she did not let her lips go away from her lips.
Slowly the anger lead to passion, passion lead to lust, and lust to hunger. They both started to kiss each other passionately.
And within few minutes, Sheetal was down on the floor, she did not bothered to remove the smoked cigarettes, and some food which was lying on the floor. She removed her clothes in one go.
Her body was well maintained, and definitely she was sexier and hotter than Kavitha no doubt. Only her pussy was bigger and even her ass hole was bigger than Kavitha. Though her waist & body had less fat than Kavitha. Perhaps her boobs were also smaller than Kavitha.
Though she was lusty, but her pussy was not yet wet, as Madhav took his finger inside the pussy. Which surprised Madhav, as her mothers pussy was flowing up and down.
As he started to lick pussy of Sheetal with his tongue, Sheetal started to moan in joy.
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