Ashurocket
एक औसत भारतीय गृहस्थ।
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Indeed!
Even Sunil as not is a position to tease Ma anymore. His heart was pounding as he contemplated how he was going to enjoy Ma’s total surrender. She was inviting him and that was an awesome feeling! His erection was harder than he ever remembered it to be, rigidly pointing up, its head slippery and soaking with precum.
And then he entered her. Sensuously, her vagina yielded to the pressure as he slipped into her incredibly hot, velvety soft, silky vaginal tunnel. Ma let out a loud sigh in agonizing pleasure. Her supple pussy lips stretched to their limits. Sunil wanted to thrust away, but he somehow maintained control over himself. He slowly and languidly started to move, his erection slipping between her moist labia, which was hot and inviting. Ma too started to move with him. With each movement, Sunil slipped deeper and deeper into heaven. Soon their movements became longer.
When Sunil was fully buried inside her, they both paused. Both could feel his erection throbbing. He caressed her breasts… one by one. As he did that, he felt his erection swelling in her tightness. Perhaps Ma was giving him vaginal massage. Her hand reached and covered his hand, pressing it harder against her breast. She then simultaneously thrust her buttocks into him. As if they were talking, they started moving together. Short arousing movements slowly turning into long, deeply erotic thrusts. Ma was wet, really wet. The room was soon filled with a soft squelching noise of their lovemaking, as he stroked in and out of her and the noise intensified their arousal.
He made love to Ma… a slow delightful love. Despite desiring for a quickie, Sunil restrained himself and rather engaged in not rushing, gentle motions. Slowly, and very gradually their orgasms stirred. Ma’s third for the night, and Sunil’s first! When they finally ejaculated, there were no loud moaning sounds, no frantic thrusting… just incredible, amazing bliss as his potent semen burst deep into her. Ma gripped his erection, as he stroked again, semen erupting in beautiful pleasure, Ma's pussy gripping again. They came together for what felt like ages, beautiful, loving climaxes, the most satisfying climax ever.
Both were spent. Neither was able to say anything or do anything or even move! This was pure bliss! Lying on Ma, Sunil relaxed; his heartbeat normalized gradually, and his softened erection still held inside Ma in a warm wet embrace.
The lights in the room were still switched on and the radio continued to play,
“Kaate Nahi Kat-te Din Ye Raat…”
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Ma lovingly held her husband as he relaxed leaning on her. This was an unbelievable experience! Really a marathon! Sunil variously made love to her for about two hours and made her enjoy her orgasms three times! Three times! This was never ever before! Was it even possible? At her age? And now his youthful seeds were safely deposited inside her. Amazing! She would love to give him a child for sure!
In some time, Sunil’s breathing became longer and heavier.
“So gaye kya (Have you fallen asleep)?” Ma asked softly.
“Bilkul bhi nahi (Not at all). Thoda susta raha tha bas (I was resting a bit).”
He then took one of her nipples in his mouth and suckled for some time. With three consecutive orgasms, Ma was already well relaxed, but the suckling act relaxed her even further. She loved the eagerness with which he suckled.
“Tere doodh mujhe khoob sundar lagte hain dulhaniya (My bride, your breasts look so beautiful to me)!
“Aapke liye hi hain ye (These are for you only).”
“Sabko pilaya hai tumne inko (You have breastfed everyone) … bas mujhe chhod ke (except for me)!”
“Ab bas aap peena (From now on, only you can).” Ma gasped between each word.
“Haan… mujhe pilana… aur jis jis ko main kahoon (Yes… me, and whomever I ask you to)?”
“List hai aapki (Do you have a list)?” Ma giggled.
“Haan…”
“Kaun kaun… bataiye (Who else, please tell me)?”
“Jab hamare bachche ho, to unko (When we have our children, then to them). Zaroor se (For sure).”
“Ae ji (Husband)…?”
“Haan (Yes)?”
“Kya sach me der tak doodh pilaane se ‘wo’ bada sa ho jaata hai (Is it true that its size increases because of breastfeeding)?”
“Kya (Whose size)?”
“Wohi (Its).”
“Kya (Whose size)?” Sunil insisted.
“Aap bhi na… chhunnu (You are incorrigible… penis’ size).”
“Mera kaisa hai (How is my size)?”
“Bada sa (Big)!”
“Bhaiya ka kaisa hai (How is Bhaiya’s size)?”
“Bada sa (Big).”
“Fir (Then)?”
“Lekin (But) …” Ma remembered something, “‘Unka’ aap logo jaisa bada nahi tha (His size was not as big as you two).”
“Babuji ka (Babu ji’s size)?”
Ma nodded.
“Unhone itne saalon tak apni Ma ka doodh piya tha (Did he breastfeed from his mother for that long)?”
Ma nodded in agreement.
“Hogi koi baat (There might be some reason). Lekin der tak doodh pilaane me koi buraai hai kya (But what is there any harm in breastfeeding for long)?”
“Nahi (No).” Then ma brought the conversation back to the topic, “Theek hai (Okay) … to hamare bachchon ko (so, I will breastfeed our children) … aur kaun kaun (and who else) …?”
“Hmmm… man ho to Bhaiya ko pila dena (If you feel like it, you can feed Bhaiya). Tumhara beta hai (He is your son) … to ek tarah se mera bhi beta hai (So, in a way, he is my son as well).”
Ma smiled, feeling proud of her new husband considering her son as his own son.
“Hmm…”
“Latika ko (And to Latika) … Bhabhi to Ma samaan hi to hoti hai (Sister-in-law is like a mother).”
“Ha ha!”
“Aur (And) … Abha ko (to Abha) … wo to hum sabki bachchi hai (she is the daughter of this whole family)!”
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Simply amazing dear avsji
Ashu
