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As you all know, in previous week we announced USC and also opened Rules and Queries thread after some time. Before all this, chit-chat thread already opened in Hindi section. Well, Just want to inform that it is a Short story contest, in this you can post post story under any prefix. with minimum 700 words and maximum 7000 words . That is why, i want to invite you so that you can portray your thoughts using your words into a story which whole xforum would watch. This is a great step for you and for your stories cause USC's stories are read by every reader of Xforum. You are one of the best writers of Xforum, and your story is also going very well. That is why We whole heatedly request you to write a short story For USC. We know that you do not have time to spare but even after that we also know that you are capable of doing everything and bound to no limits. And the readers who does not want to write they can also participate for the "Best Readers Award" .. You just have to give your reviews on the Posted stories in USC "Winning Writer's will be awarded with Cash prizes and another awards, Along with this A TOTAL OF 7000 RS IS GIVEN TO THE WINNERS. "and along with that they get a chance to sticky their thread in their section so their thread remains on the top. That is why This is a fantastic chance for you all to make a great image on the mind of all reader and stretch your reach to the mark. This is a golden chance for all of you to portrait your thoughts into words to show us here in USC. So, bring it on and show us all your ideas, show it to the world. For more details check Rules Thread Entry thread will be opened on 7th February, meaning you can start submission of your stories from 7th of feb and that will be opened till 28th of feb. During this you can post your story, so it is better for you to start writing your story in the given time. And one more thing! Story is to be posted in one post only, cause this is a short story contest that means we can only hope for short stories. So you are not permitted to post your story in many post/parts. If you have any query regarding this, you can contact any staff member.
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Extremely sorry for the delay in posting ths part. I will try to post regularly henceforth. Please enjoy reading the continuation parts and enjoy
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PART-5
If viewed in slow motion, Sushma's run would have been the raunchiest run of all time for the sheer sexual energy it conveyed. She took three circles and dropped it behind Sam's Dad.
The old man ran around and again dropped it behind sexy Sushma's ass. Sushma didn't notice it but she saw Rohit gesturing to her to look behind her ass. She did so and rose with the handkerchief in hand. She ran around and dropped it this time behind Salman. Salman was almost expecting it. He took two rounds and again dropped it behind Sushma's lush behind. Sushma rose and began her dick stiffening run with her voluptuous body bouncing and swaying all over, breasts, ass and all. It was soon very clear that Sushma was the dropping target because everyone wanted to see her sexy body in motion. Sushma realized it too but did not protest. She was hoping someone would realise. Salman did and he suggested they play a different game called punishment. Sushma sighed and looked at him in relief and gratitude. Salman simply looked back fondly at her and something twitched between Sushma's wet loins again.In this game the youngest member had to pick a name from lots drawn and that name would have to meet with a punishment decided by the youngest member again. Rohit being the youngest picked up a name and much to everyone' surprise, it turned out to be Sushma's. He looked at his Mom and read out the selected punishment. "Make snacks for all fifty people in half an hour. Select one person to help you." Flummoxed, Sushma stood speechless for a moment, wondering whom to pick for help. Her eyes first fell on her son Rohit but she decided he was not quick enough to help her in this kind of job. Noticing Salman's bright look in her direction, she pointed her dainty finger in his direction. With a roar, everyone directed the couple to the kitchen in the basement, where the items for sandwich preparation lay. Nobody else was allowed to enter the basement and it would mean a foul with further punishment. Sushma and Salman rushed into the elevator in a hurry and Salman pressed the door shut, clicking the basement button. Rohit watched in interest as he saw his mother's fleshy posterior disappear into the lift alongwith Salman. Her creamy back with the saree right down to her ass was the last he saw of his juicy mom for the next half an hour. He also saw Salman place his hand on his mother's ass just before closing the elevator door, as if ushering her in.
* The moment the elevator door shut, Sushma felt Salman's hands grab her breasts through the braless blouse. Without a moment's warning he proceeded to maul them, much in the same way she experienced in the morning. Her saree was half off and he dipped his head down to kiss her roughly on her wet lips. "What are you doing Salman," she hissed. "Mrs. M, don't stop me. I have been dying to pleasure your lovely body the day I saw you. Today you will love it, I assure you". "We don't have time Salman. Snacks have to be made", she protested. her protest was meek because his squeezing of her half exposed breasts had already started the juice factory in her loins. A steady drip began and her protests thereafter were merely symbolic. Even before the elevator reached the basement, he had her saree right off her lush body and he ushered her out of the lift, saree in hand towards the kitchen in the basement. There was not a soul there as per the game. On his cell phone, he rang up the local restaurant owned by his own family and ordered them to deliver fifty packets of sandwiches within twenty minutes at the basement. Putting the phone away, he looked at her full body, clad only in petticoat and sleeveless blouse. Sushma met his gaze with a blush and waited. Salman grabbed the horny housewife by the shoulders and threw her on the basement floor in one quick motion, raising her petticoat over her thighs. One hand mauled her breast while the other pounded her lush ass. Sushma was aroused beyond mention in double quick time. She spread herself lasciviously on the bare floor and flipped herself around, presenting her round, full ass to the young stud who had pawed her so strongly this morning. He had also agreed to help her in the game and that made her more grateful. She bent on all fours and shook her ass at him as if to express her gratitude.Things happened in seconds as Salman, who already had his dick out, positioned himself behind the beautiful housewife's ass and began pumping like there was no tomorrow. He was quite right given the situation. Sushma took his thrusts with gasps and yelps initially. As the powerful pistoning into her pussy assumed a new level, she mewled and moaned, getting louder and more passionate. Salman rammed and rammed into the beautiful woman who was the wet dream of the neighbourhood. He knew that just about everyone wanted to bury their dicks into this lusty woman's pussy and he was thrilled that he got there early. His hands reached out and fully cupped and squeezed her melon like boobs. He had missed out on her boobs to Sam in the morning but here, he was making up with a vengeance. Boobs and cunt got mercilessly ravaged in a rousing ten minute busrt of passion which made Sushma's head spin and cunt go wild with secretion. Her fleshy hips and full breasts got the 'real man treatment' from the stud and Sushma screamed in lust at every thrust of his manhood. The alarm in his cellphone rang to signal the elapsing of ten minutes and Salman rapidly increased his thrust tempo into the wildly aroused wife's lewdly presented pussy. "Bitch, take it, " he screamed as he came in hot scalding loads all over her ass and inside her heated love nest. Sushma rose gently, naked except for her sleeveless blouse. Salman had ripped off her petticoat in the heat of his lust. When their combined passions receded, they heard the basement bell ring. Salman motioned for Sushma to be quiet and rose, dragging up his trousers and went to pick up the snacks which would have arrived. Sushma, still gasping and lying on the floor, thought she heard the voice of Salman's father, who ran the restaurant. She heard some decision being taken and also heard Salman mutter loudly "Not now" "Maybe a blowjob if there's time"... and saw Salman hurry in again unzipping his pants. Sounds of something being unpacked came from the other side of the wall. Salman rushed to her and without delay, said "We have fifteen more minutes and my Dad is finishing the snack arrangements. We'll not be late." He entered her spreadeagled pussy again missionary style, forcing her legs up in the air. Sushma was like a rag doll in this stud's hands but she loved his fucking. It was heavenly and hard. "What were you telling your father"? asked Sushma inbetween Salman's humping motions. "Nothing great. He asked whether there was time for him to fuck you.
I told him there was no time. But maybe you can think of a blowjob can't you? he replied rather casually. Sushma nodded almost immediately and quickly bit her tongue. "My goodness Sushma, what are you truning into", she thought to herself, but quickly brought herself to enjoy the second fuck Salman was throwing into her hungry, aroused cunt.
TO BE CONTD....
Bicks
PART-5
If viewed in slow motion, Sushma's run would have been the raunchiest run of all time for the sheer sexual energy it conveyed. She took three circles and dropped it behind Sam's Dad.
The old man ran around and again dropped it behind sexy Sushma's ass. Sushma didn't notice it but she saw Rohit gesturing to her to look behind her ass. She did so and rose with the handkerchief in hand. She ran around and dropped it this time behind Salman. Salman was almost expecting it. He took two rounds and again dropped it behind Sushma's lush behind. Sushma rose and began her dick stiffening run with her voluptuous body bouncing and swaying all over, breasts, ass and all. It was soon very clear that Sushma was the dropping target because everyone wanted to see her sexy body in motion. Sushma realized it too but did not protest. She was hoping someone would realise. Salman did and he suggested they play a different game called punishment. Sushma sighed and looked at him in relief and gratitude. Salman simply looked back fondly at her and something twitched between Sushma's wet loins again.In this game the youngest member had to pick a name from lots drawn and that name would have to meet with a punishment decided by the youngest member again. Rohit being the youngest picked up a name and much to everyone' surprise, it turned out to be Sushma's. He looked at his Mom and read out the selected punishment. "Make snacks for all fifty people in half an hour. Select one person to help you." Flummoxed, Sushma stood speechless for a moment, wondering whom to pick for help. Her eyes first fell on her son Rohit but she decided he was not quick enough to help her in this kind of job. Noticing Salman's bright look in her direction, she pointed her dainty finger in his direction. With a roar, everyone directed the couple to the kitchen in the basement, where the items for sandwich preparation lay. Nobody else was allowed to enter the basement and it would mean a foul with further punishment. Sushma and Salman rushed into the elevator in a hurry and Salman pressed the door shut, clicking the basement button. Rohit watched in interest as he saw his mother's fleshy posterior disappear into the lift alongwith Salman. Her creamy back with the saree right down to her ass was the last he saw of his juicy mom for the next half an hour. He also saw Salman place his hand on his mother's ass just before closing the elevator door, as if ushering her in.
* The moment the elevator door shut, Sushma felt Salman's hands grab her breasts through the braless blouse. Without a moment's warning he proceeded to maul them, much in the same way she experienced in the morning. Her saree was half off and he dipped his head down to kiss her roughly on her wet lips. "What are you doing Salman," she hissed. "Mrs. M, don't stop me. I have been dying to pleasure your lovely body the day I saw you. Today you will love it, I assure you". "We don't have time Salman. Snacks have to be made", she protested. her protest was meek because his squeezing of her half exposed breasts had already started the juice factory in her loins. A steady drip began and her protests thereafter were merely symbolic. Even before the elevator reached the basement, he had her saree right off her lush body and he ushered her out of the lift, saree in hand towards the kitchen in the basement. There was not a soul there as per the game. On his cell phone, he rang up the local restaurant owned by his own family and ordered them to deliver fifty packets of sandwiches within twenty minutes at the basement. Putting the phone away, he looked at her full body, clad only in petticoat and sleeveless blouse. Sushma met his gaze with a blush and waited. Salman grabbed the horny housewife by the shoulders and threw her on the basement floor in one quick motion, raising her petticoat over her thighs. One hand mauled her breast while the other pounded her lush ass. Sushma was aroused beyond mention in double quick time. She spread herself lasciviously on the bare floor and flipped herself around, presenting her round, full ass to the young stud who had pawed her so strongly this morning. He had also agreed to help her in the game and that made her more grateful. She bent on all fours and shook her ass at him as if to express her gratitude.Things happened in seconds as Salman, who already had his dick out, positioned himself behind the beautiful housewife's ass and began pumping like there was no tomorrow. He was quite right given the situation. Sushma took his thrusts with gasps and yelps initially. As the powerful pistoning into her pussy assumed a new level, she mewled and moaned, getting louder and more passionate. Salman rammed and rammed into the beautiful woman who was the wet dream of the neighbourhood. He knew that just about everyone wanted to bury their dicks into this lusty woman's pussy and he was thrilled that he got there early. His hands reached out and fully cupped and squeezed her melon like boobs. He had missed out on her boobs to Sam in the morning but here, he was making up with a vengeance. Boobs and cunt got mercilessly ravaged in a rousing ten minute busrt of passion which made Sushma's head spin and cunt go wild with secretion. Her fleshy hips and full breasts got the 'real man treatment' from the stud and Sushma screamed in lust at every thrust of his manhood. The alarm in his cellphone rang to signal the elapsing of ten minutes and Salman rapidly increased his thrust tempo into the wildly aroused wife's lewdly presented pussy. "Bitch, take it, " he screamed as he came in hot scalding loads all over her ass and inside her heated love nest. Sushma rose gently, naked except for her sleeveless blouse. Salman had ripped off her petticoat in the heat of his lust. When their combined passions receded, they heard the basement bell ring. Salman motioned for Sushma to be quiet and rose, dragging up his trousers and went to pick up the snacks which would have arrived. Sushma, still gasping and lying on the floor, thought she heard the voice of Salman's father, who ran the restaurant. She heard some decision being taken and also heard Salman mutter loudly "Not now" "Maybe a blowjob if there's time"... and saw Salman hurry in again unzipping his pants. Sounds of something being unpacked came from the other side of the wall. Salman rushed to her and without delay, said "We have fifteen more minutes and my Dad is finishing the snack arrangements. We'll not be late." He entered her spreadeagled pussy again missionary style, forcing her legs up in the air. Sushma was like a rag doll in this stud's hands but she loved his fucking. It was heavenly and hard. "What were you telling your father"? asked Sushma inbetween Salman's humping motions. "Nothing great. He asked whether there was time for him to fuck you.
I told him there was no time. But maybe you can think of a blowjob can't you? he replied rather casually. Sushma nodded almost immediately and quickly bit her tongue. "My goodness Sushma, what are you truning into", she thought to herself, but quickly brought herself to enjoy the second fuck Salman was throwing into her hungry, aroused cunt.
TO BE CONTD....
PART -6
I told him there was no time. But maybe you can think of a blowjob can't you? he replied rather casually. Sushma nodded almost immediately and quickly bit her tongue. "My goodness Sushma, what are you truning into", she thought to herself, but quickly brought herself to enjoy the second fuck Salman was throwing into her hungry, aroused cunt.
He fucked and fucked into her, mashing her body all over and sending her into a supercharged state of lust. Sushma gave herself up to his manly assault and continued to milk his dick with her cunt until they both came together in a shattering orgasm. Her second orgasm in less than thirty minutes with a first time lover seemed so familiar, pleasurable and dear.Somehow she didn't think like she was fucking a stranger. Getting fucked was no longer strange to the adulterous woman and mother. With just five minutes left,
Salman loaded the snack cart into the elevator and signalled to her to wrap up and move. Sh draped her saree again over her well fucked body and moved towards the lift. On the way she almost instantaneously reached out towards Salman's Dad crotch, gave it a fond squeeze and said "Your son has got some force Dad. Is this where it all came from?". The old man could take it no more. Less than two minutes were left for the couple to reappear on the terrace. He grabbed Sushma's face and gave one long, wet kiss right on her mouth. Sushma whimpered and went limp, her hand continuously caressing his organ through the pants. It was Salman's shout that forced the new couple apart. Sushma staggered into the elevator, feeling hot and nasty. The elevator began its upward movement with the snack cart and Salman, realising that they had atleast half a minute dove right into Sushma's lap, lifted up her saree and dipped his lips straight into her cum soaked pussy. Sushma gasped in astonishment for the next thirty seconds as her young stud slurped her well fucked pussy like a true lover. Her juices flowed in gratification and she felt loved rather than fucked. Her saree came down the moment the elevator door opened and he licentious couple staggered out to the cheers of fifty people. Their flushed faces told a tale but only to the discerning few, which included Sam and Sushma's son Rohit. Rohit knew when his mother showed the freshly fucked glow. It was there all over her beautiful face now. It was just the number of orgasms that he couldn't guess from her horny face. The ease with which Sushma carried herself throughout the snack session despite all that her body had been through in the past few hours left Rohit wondering and he developed some awe for his beautiful mother's ability. The snack session had almost reached its end when one of the members cried out "foul foul". Everyone looked in his direction. He was holding a restaurant tag in his hand which he discovered stuck to the base of his sandwich packet. Salman cursed his Dad. He was under instructions to remove all traces of evidence that the food was packed from their hotel. But he seemed to have overlooked just one packet. The error margin was small but Sushma and he had been caught. The gathering decided a light hearted punishment for Sushma, since even getting caught was part of the game. Rohit was asked to decide on the nature of the penalty and he told his Mom to take a skipping rope and carry out thirty skips without a break.Protesting with a laugh, Sushma took the rope and began skipping. Her saree was still quite damp and it stuck to her ass like plaster. With every skip, her full, unhindered breasts danced and jumped in tandem with her mammoth asscheeks. It was a lusty, mind blowingly erotic sight, watching the wet, mature woman skip in front of an audience of fifty. Rohit realised his folly in fixing that penalty for his luscious mother. But it was too late. Moreover the sight excited him no end. He lost count of her skips and kept gaping, just as everyone on the terrace did. Sushma reached ten without any problem. Slowly, the top half of her saree or pallu, kept sliding and sliding with each skip and by the time the sexy mother reached count fifteen, it fell right off her shoulders, leaving the crowd in pin drop silence. They all looked in awe at the voluptous charms of the fully exposed woman in their presence. Her low worn saree was right at her hip bone, and the full, huge midriff with the juicy wet navel was ripplingly revealed. Her wholesome midriff flesh jiggled alongwith her melon like breasts with the nipples very clearly visible for all to see. Topped by her ample meaty asscheeks heaving behind, she look like a woman screaming to get raped. And she was skipping, trying to look normal because any stopping would mean that she would have to start skipping all over again. Rohit was aghast with arousal and he suddenly shouted " thirty", not knowing whether she actually skipped thirty times or not. Nobody objected and the game was over, leaving every male organ on the terrace aching and throbbing. The voluptuous mother heaved a sigh of relief and readjusted her pallu and waited as people came back to normalcy from that intensely erotic sight they had witnessed. Rohit's heart was still pounding but somewhere he was thrilled and aroused too. His sexy mother was on show and it was all carried on as a game. There could have been no better sight for a voyeur and he stored these images away in his mind for later use.To break the ice after that lusty display by Sushma, someone suggested that they all go to the large water tank on the yard below for some final dunking. Water dunking was usually the last item in a Holi celebration. On the way down many women sympathised with Sushma for the embarassment she had been subjected to. Sushma laughed it off, saying it was all fun and games. Some were awestruck too by the sheer sexuality she had projected. Salman's mother came across to her and said "Sushma my dear, if I had an ass like yours, I would keep Salman's father at home whole day". Sushma looked up at her with just a mild sense of guilt and smiled a thank you. Salman's mom gave a gentle squeeze to Sushma's enormous ass and walked away. When the dunking began, it started with the older people. They were dunked more symbolically, allowing for their brittle bones. Many of the women were also dunked, with utmost care and sobriety. A few teenage girls were dunked rather forcefully, causing them to scream, following which they were dunked again. Rohit however didn't think of those girls. He waited with a thumping heart because he knew his voluptuous mother's turn was almost due. It was Salman's father who took the initiative by carrying Sushma and throwing her into the tank when nobody else was in it. Fifty pairs of eyes took in Sushma's wet, drippingly voluptuous form as she emerged like a sex goddess from the tank. Her saree stuck to her full curves and the rear portion dug into her ass crevice giving a clear picture, removing any sense of mystery about Rohit's mother's ass. She shook herself after she got out of the pool and her full body rippled and glowed, especially her fully exposed belly flesh. Droplets of water in her deep navel flew out sexily and everybody hung their tongues out. Pin drop silence hung i n the air again. Rohit could however hear a resident mutter to himself, clutching his crotch, "Pradeep is a lucky bastard." The man standing next to him also heard him and he added a rejoinder, "Yup! Imagine going to bed daily with that piece of ass. She's built for fucking man." Rohit digested this vulgarity with a mixed sense of anger and arousal. He was as aroused as them. He saw little wrong in the ultimate physical expression of a mental urge. He secretly wondered how his mom would take it if all the men in the neighbourhood made a beeline for her when her husband was away. Even as he was thinking, he saw his mother getting dunked again. The moment she rose from the tank, Salman himself carried her by her full waist and dunked her all over again. She squealed this time, liking the familiarity of his strong hands and even managed to drag him too into the tank with her. Salman and Sushma groped around in the pool, staggering to regain ground.
TO BE CONTD...........
I told him there was no time. But maybe you can think of a blowjob can't you? he replied rather casually. Sushma nodded almost immediately and quickly bit her tongue. "My goodness Sushma, what are you truning into", she thought to herself, but quickly brought herself to enjoy the second fuck Salman was throwing into her hungry, aroused cunt.
He fucked and fucked into her, mashing her body all over and sending her into a supercharged state of lust. Sushma gave herself up to his manly assault and continued to milk his dick with her cunt until they both came together in a shattering orgasm. Her second orgasm in less than thirty minutes with a first time lover seemed so familiar, pleasurable and dear.Somehow she didn't think like she was fucking a stranger. Getting fucked was no longer strange to the adulterous woman and mother. With just five minutes left,
Salman loaded the snack cart into the elevator and signalled to her to wrap up and move. Sh draped her saree again over her well fucked body and moved towards the lift. On the way she almost instantaneously reached out towards Salman's Dad crotch, gave it a fond squeeze and said "Your son has got some force Dad. Is this where it all came from?". The old man could take it no more. Less than two minutes were left for the couple to reappear on the terrace. He grabbed Sushma's face and gave one long, wet kiss right on her mouth. Sushma whimpered and went limp, her hand continuously caressing his organ through the pants. It was Salman's shout that forced the new couple apart. Sushma staggered into the elevator, feeling hot and nasty. The elevator began its upward movement with the snack cart and Salman, realising that they had atleast half a minute dove right into Sushma's lap, lifted up her saree and dipped his lips straight into her cum soaked pussy. Sushma gasped in astonishment for the next thirty seconds as her young stud slurped her well fucked pussy like a true lover. Her juices flowed in gratification and she felt loved rather than fucked. Her saree came down the moment the elevator door opened and he licentious couple staggered out to the cheers of fifty people. Their flushed faces told a tale but only to the discerning few, which included Sam and Sushma's son Rohit. Rohit knew when his mother showed the freshly fucked glow. It was there all over her beautiful face now. It was just the number of orgasms that he couldn't guess from her horny face. The ease with which Sushma carried herself throughout the snack session despite all that her body had been through in the past few hours left Rohit wondering and he developed some awe for his beautiful mother's ability. The snack session had almost reached its end when one of the members cried out "foul foul". Everyone looked in his direction. He was holding a restaurant tag in his hand which he discovered stuck to the base of his sandwich packet. Salman cursed his Dad. He was under instructions to remove all traces of evidence that the food was packed from their hotel. But he seemed to have overlooked just one packet. The error margin was small but Sushma and he had been caught. The gathering decided a light hearted punishment for Sushma, since even getting caught was part of the game. Rohit was asked to decide on the nature of the penalty and he told his Mom to take a skipping rope and carry out thirty skips without a break.Protesting with a laugh, Sushma took the rope and began skipping. Her saree was still quite damp and it stuck to her ass like plaster. With every skip, her full, unhindered breasts danced and jumped in tandem with her mammoth asscheeks. It was a lusty, mind blowingly erotic sight, watching the wet, mature woman skip in front of an audience of fifty. Rohit realised his folly in fixing that penalty for his luscious mother. But it was too late. Moreover the sight excited him no end. He lost count of her skips and kept gaping, just as everyone on the terrace did. Sushma reached ten without any problem. Slowly, the top half of her saree or pallu, kept sliding and sliding with each skip and by the time the sexy mother reached count fifteen, it fell right off her shoulders, leaving the crowd in pin drop silence. They all looked in awe at the voluptous charms of the fully exposed woman in their presence. Her low worn saree was right at her hip bone, and the full, huge midriff with the juicy wet navel was ripplingly revealed. Her wholesome midriff flesh jiggled alongwith her melon like breasts with the nipples very clearly visible for all to see. Topped by her ample meaty asscheeks heaving behind, she look like a woman screaming to get raped. And she was skipping, trying to look normal because any stopping would mean that she would have to start skipping all over again. Rohit was aghast with arousal and he suddenly shouted " thirty", not knowing whether she actually skipped thirty times or not. Nobody objected and the game was over, leaving every male organ on the terrace aching and throbbing. The voluptuous mother heaved a sigh of relief and readjusted her pallu and waited as people came back to normalcy from that intensely erotic sight they had witnessed. Rohit's heart was still pounding but somewhere he was thrilled and aroused too. His sexy mother was on show and it was all carried on as a game. There could have been no better sight for a voyeur and he stored these images away in his mind for later use.To break the ice after that lusty display by Sushma, someone suggested that they all go to the large water tank on the yard below for some final dunking. Water dunking was usually the last item in a Holi celebration. On the way down many women sympathised with Sushma for the embarassment she had been subjected to. Sushma laughed it off, saying it was all fun and games. Some were awestruck too by the sheer sexuality she had projected. Salman's mother came across to her and said "Sushma my dear, if I had an ass like yours, I would keep Salman's father at home whole day". Sushma looked up at her with just a mild sense of guilt and smiled a thank you. Salman's mom gave a gentle squeeze to Sushma's enormous ass and walked away. When the dunking began, it started with the older people. They were dunked more symbolically, allowing for their brittle bones. Many of the women were also dunked, with utmost care and sobriety. A few teenage girls were dunked rather forcefully, causing them to scream, following which they were dunked again. Rohit however didn't think of those girls. He waited with a thumping heart because he knew his voluptuous mother's turn was almost due. It was Salman's father who took the initiative by carrying Sushma and throwing her into the tank when nobody else was in it. Fifty pairs of eyes took in Sushma's wet, drippingly voluptuous form as she emerged like a sex goddess from the tank. Her saree stuck to her full curves and the rear portion dug into her ass crevice giving a clear picture, removing any sense of mystery about Rohit's mother's ass. She shook herself after she got out of the pool and her full body rippled and glowed, especially her fully exposed belly flesh. Droplets of water in her deep navel flew out sexily and everybody hung their tongues out. Pin drop silence hung i n the air again. Rohit could however hear a resident mutter to himself, clutching his crotch, "Pradeep is a lucky bastard." The man standing next to him also heard him and he added a rejoinder, "Yup! Imagine going to bed daily with that piece of ass. She's built for fucking man." Rohit digested this vulgarity with a mixed sense of anger and arousal. He was as aroused as them. He saw little wrong in the ultimate physical expression of a mental urge. He secretly wondered how his mom would take it if all the men in the neighbourhood made a beeline for her when her husband was away. Even as he was thinking, he saw his mother getting dunked again. The moment she rose from the tank, Salman himself carried her by her full waist and dunked her all over again. She squealed this time, liking the familiarity of his strong hands and even managed to drag him too into the tank with her. Salman and Sushma groped around in the pool, staggering to regain ground.
TO BE CONTD...........
PART-7
The moment she rose from the tank, Salman himself carried her by her full waist and dunked her all over again. She squealed this time, liking the familiarity of his strong hands and even managed to drag him too into the tank with her. Salman and Sushma groped around in the pool, staggering to regain ground.
In the process their bodies met, his crotch against her ample, wet ass. It was only for a few seconds, but it caught the eye of Salman's mother - and Rohit's too. Rohit did feel a wee bit of jealousy at the total fondness the couple in the tank were displaying. The woman being his mother added a fiery spark to his thinking. For the next five minutes he watched and heard his squealing mother as man after man carried her and dunked her with regularity, some of them doing it more than once. He saw Salman's father discretely pawing his Mom's wet assglobes even as he was throing her lusciously wet body into the tank. When the men started taking a few extra liberties on her still unaware self, Sushma felt that familiar tingle in her loins. This was not the place to give in to her urges. She struggled out of the last man's groping hands and went towards Sam, whose apartment was the nearest in the building. The festivities were as good as complete and people were clearing up. "I need to pee Sam, and dry up a bit, she asked him. Sam's eyes took in her wholsome, well stacked form and licking his lips, he led her into his house. Rohit's eyes followed his mother's wet ass, which could have as well been naked. But it was lustier than naked and hornier than nude in that tightly clinging wet saree. He felt that he may like to give it a thorough spanking till she yelped. Sam as he was affectionately called by friends was actually Sameer and a budding photographer cum artist. He looked at Sushma with his deep eyes taking in every ounce of her wet and lightly trembling body. The tremble was caused on account of the light breeze caressing her wet skin. He led Rohit's mother inside his apartment and guided her to the bathroom. His parents were still involved in the winding up of the morning's activities and could take another half an hour. Recognizing Sushma's urgency to take a pee and her equally urgent need to rid herself atleast of the drip in her clothes, the considerate neighbour told her to use the toilet while he fetched the dryer for her hair. Sushma tread softly on the carpet, hoping the colour water drip from her juicy body would not damage the carpet. Her whole body was coated in red, including her face. If she were to make a first appearance in this manner, none would recognize her by face. But now everyone in the area would recognise her by her voluptuously stacked body, more so by her flaring ass with the big butt cups. Almost all the men would recognize her blindfolded by feel too, going by the way they all manhandled and dunked her. Truly she had become the neighbourhood wet dream and yet she maintained her own aura and control over things, managing to make everyone feel exclusive and special. In short nobody would fuck and tell on Sushma. Nobody wanted to be denied of her horny body by doing so. The whole house was silent as Sushma entered the bathroom and left the door open for Sam to bring the dryer later. She could have shut it and opened it when he knocked, but somehow didn't do it. Bunching her saree around her waist, she sat with her naked asscheeks on the toilet. As she was peeing, she also twisted her wet saree, extracting all the dripping water from it and placed it around her knees in front, bunched up, but covering her thighs over the toilet seat. Then she removed the saree pallu from her shoulders and squeezed it too, draining all the water from it. As she pissed, she once again experienced a throbbing in her loins. This time the throbbing relaxed only the pee pressure but retained the other pressure - the pressure of her accumulated horniness. The entire morning she was fondled, squeezed and dunked into water and also experienced the exhibitionistic thrill of being on display during the little games. The whole series of events where she was treated as a pure lust object, but under the overall garb of dignity gave her a licentious thrill. The two robust fucks given by Salman did gratify her senses but not fully. The sex was hurried, though thrilling. Moreover she got horny all over again during the skips where she felt fifty pairs of eyes simply boring into her luscious form. She did consider stopping when her pallu had dropped, but in a wicked burst of horniness, she had continued. The dozens of hands that had felt her wet body up at the water tank only served to stimulate her desires higher and higher and she was fighting a valiant battle not to let her arousal show. Doing all this in front of her son Rohit did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened.
TO BE CONTD.....
The moment she rose from the tank, Salman himself carried her by her full waist and dunked her all over again. She squealed this time, liking the familiarity of his strong hands and even managed to drag him too into the tank with her. Salman and Sushma groped around in the pool, staggering to regain ground.
In the process their bodies met, his crotch against her ample, wet ass. It was only for a few seconds, but it caught the eye of Salman's mother - and Rohit's too. Rohit did feel a wee bit of jealousy at the total fondness the couple in the tank were displaying. The woman being his mother added a fiery spark to his thinking. For the next five minutes he watched and heard his squealing mother as man after man carried her and dunked her with regularity, some of them doing it more than once. He saw Salman's father discretely pawing his Mom's wet assglobes even as he was throing her lusciously wet body into the tank. When the men started taking a few extra liberties on her still unaware self, Sushma felt that familiar tingle in her loins. This was not the place to give in to her urges. She struggled out of the last man's groping hands and went towards Sam, whose apartment was the nearest in the building. The festivities were as good as complete and people were clearing up. "I need to pee Sam, and dry up a bit, she asked him. Sam's eyes took in her wholsome, well stacked form and licking his lips, he led her into his house. Rohit's eyes followed his mother's wet ass, which could have as well been naked. But it was lustier than naked and hornier than nude in that tightly clinging wet saree. He felt that he may like to give it a thorough spanking till she yelped. Sam as he was affectionately called by friends was actually Sameer and a budding photographer cum artist. He looked at Sushma with his deep eyes taking in every ounce of her wet and lightly trembling body. The tremble was caused on account of the light breeze caressing her wet skin. He led Rohit's mother inside his apartment and guided her to the bathroom. His parents were still involved in the winding up of the morning's activities and could take another half an hour. Recognizing Sushma's urgency to take a pee and her equally urgent need to rid herself atleast of the drip in her clothes, the considerate neighbour told her to use the toilet while he fetched the dryer for her hair. Sushma tread softly on the carpet, hoping the colour water drip from her juicy body would not damage the carpet. Her whole body was coated in red, including her face. If she were to make a first appearance in this manner, none would recognize her by face. But now everyone in the area would recognise her by her voluptuously stacked body, more so by her flaring ass with the big butt cups. Almost all the men would recognize her blindfolded by feel too, going by the way they all manhandled and dunked her. Truly she had become the neighbourhood wet dream and yet she maintained her own aura and control over things, managing to make everyone feel exclusive and special. In short nobody would fuck and tell on Sushma. Nobody wanted to be denied of her horny body by doing so. The whole house was silent as Sushma entered the bathroom and left the door open for Sam to bring the dryer later. She could have shut it and opened it when he knocked, but somehow didn't do it. Bunching her saree around her waist, she sat with her naked asscheeks on the toilet. As she was peeing, she also twisted her wet saree, extracting all the dripping water from it and placed it around her knees in front, bunched up, but covering her thighs over the toilet seat. Then she removed the saree pallu from her shoulders and squeezed it too, draining all the water from it. As she pissed, she once again experienced a throbbing in her loins. This time the throbbing relaxed only the pee pressure but retained the other pressure - the pressure of her accumulated horniness. The entire morning she was fondled, squeezed and dunked into water and also experienced the exhibitionistic thrill of being on display during the little games. The whole series of events where she was treated as a pure lust object, but under the overall garb of dignity gave her a licentious thrill. The two robust fucks given by Salman did gratify her senses but not fully. The sex was hurried, though thrilling. Moreover she got horny all over again during the skips where she felt fifty pairs of eyes simply boring into her luscious form. She did consider stopping when her pallu had dropped, but in a wicked burst of horniness, she had continued. The dozens of hands that had felt her wet body up at the water tank only served to stimulate her desires higher and higher and she was fighting a valiant battle not to let her arousal show. Doing all this in front of her son Rohit did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened.
TO BE CONTD.....
PART-8
Doing all this in front of her son Rohit did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened.
In a bid to rise and flush the toilet, she attempted to put her pallu back on her creamy, sleeveless shoulders, when Sam's sudden entry with the dryer made her drop the saree in her hand out of surprise. She lay seated on the toilet seat, saree spread around her thighs, toilet seat and reaching the floor. Her chest was uncovered by the saree and Sam stared at her beautiful breasts through the damp, thin blouse. They were swaying all over the place in near total exposure all morning and even her hardened nipples were titillatingly exposed to the world. But now in the silence of his bathroom, with two blouse buttons off, their generous cleavage made a mouth watering sight, as did Sushma's awkward pose on the toilet seat in an even more awkward condition of having pissed and not flushed the toilet. She couldn't rise now, since Sam had already entered the bath and it would look embarrassing. She waited for Sam to understand her predicament and perhaps leave. She also noted the curious look in his eyes and followed their gaze to look at her own chest and boobs. She gasped when she saw that her nipples had hardened and were poking right out of her blouse. The whole area from below her breasts down to six inches beneath her navel was fully open, with the smooth, fleshy curves forming a gentle fold around her waist. The fold was very arousing and Sam's artistic mind visualized a picture of how beautifully that waist could be photographed in various flimsy costumes. "I'm sorry Mrs. M, I should have knocked", he stuttered. "I came to help you dry your hair", he said. "You came to hand me the dryer or to help me dry my hair", smiled Sushma at his confusion, forgetting that she had not adjusted her saree pallu. "Well whatever you say Mrs. M, "said Sam, surprised at his own boldness and struggling to control his erection. Sushma looked so delectable and sexy on the toilet seat and the delicacy of the situation added to the lustiness. Sushma looked cursorily at his crotch and smacked her lips. She also liked boys who fumbled sometimes. They looked cute. Here Sam was not only cute but the look of pure adulation in his eyes was touching. She understood the effect she was having on him with her lewd posture. "You can dry my hair if you feel like it Sam," she said much to his amazement. Sam took up her offer and went behind Sushma, dryer in hand. He activated it and turned the blower towards her jet black hair. Sushma made no change either to her sitting posture or her state of dress. She was still sareeless at the top, displaying her full breasts and stiff nipples very generously to Sam, as a reward for his effort. Sam's dick came into near contact with Sushma's head when he bent and ran the blower, holding her thick hair in his hands in artistic appreciation. The artist in him really rose to the occasion. He could have carried on doing it forever and nearly got lost in his job. His dick hitting the side of Sushma's face jolted him back to senses. It jolted an already aroused Sushma too. She was finding it extremely difficult to sit idle with all the throbbing in her pussy, which was halfway into the loo. Her hand was placed at the lowest possible level on her abdomen and Sushma was pained that she couldn't reach upto her now dripping cunt. The pressure of Sam's dick occasionally on her face was not helping matters at all since the horny housewife was once again getting driven to desperation. Her breathing turned heavy. Sam's hands were now fumbling with the dryer and whenever he looked down at the beautiful woman sitting below, her rising bosom and broad hips drove him to madness. The dirty posture, the unflushed toilet, the unwashed pussy and the horny mother of his friend, all made up a mindblowing source of dick tension for Sam. He switched off the dryer and caressed Sushma's head. Sushma was indeed waiting for some such initiative. She always did wait for the man to make the first move. She hated saying no to someone with initiative. The moment Sam shut the dryer, she dragged his hands over to her full breasts and mauled them over his hands. She unhesitatingly reached below her body and yanked out her saree all the way up to her waist. Two hours of fondling and squeezing had left her all hot and bothered and the moment had come to extinguish some of it. As Sam's hands kneaded her breasts in steady rhythm she moaned out long and ardently. Sam understood the absolute need of this well mauled mother. Infact it was a wonder how she was able to take all that robust treatment and brazen exposure in the morning. Now seeing her panting, he unzipped his fly and rubbed his dick all over her moaning face. She sobbed in arousal and on seeing the rock hard cock dangling before her eyes, she greedily gulped it down and proceeded to suck and lick it, doing more sucking than licking. She was hot and needy now. Her pussy began to cream and drip half way into the loo alongwith her lush ass. She dragged herself up and stood lewdly with her legs apart on either side of the commode. Sam understood her intent and quickly reached behind her quivering ass and flipped the toilet seat cover down so that Sushma could sit on it. She sat there and raised her legs. Sam spread them apart and gaped at the glistening cunt before him, the pussy juices having superimposed themselves on her urine smell. The mixture was rather heady and he dipped his head down and inhaled the aroma, kissing her outer lips in the process. Sushma thrust her hips upwards in seething lust and gripped his head, dragging it into her boiling cunt. It was a vulgar sight of the horny housewife with her back on the toilet seat and her legs and hips wrapped around her teenage lover's head, high in the air. She felt a gnawing in her loins and she lowered her snatch from his face and spread her thighs wantonly on the seat in a half reclining pose. Sam needed no further invitation and he simply shoved his bursting cock into the horny mother's inviting cunt. The two of them started rapidly fucking each other. Sam wanted to please the voluptuous mother as much as he could. He stroked in and out of her with deliberate thrusts, making sure that maximum penetration was achieved. He went on for a full five minutes before his teenage enthusiasm could not hold it any more. Sushma could feel him cumming. "Take it out, cum on my face", she hissed. "On me, On me, " she wailed. Sam pulled it out in the last second and sprayed Sushma's face with his young seed.The first spurt hit her like a slap, the second like a stroke, the third like a caress and the fourth like a drop of rainfall. All spurts ended up messing up her face and she greedily rubbed it all right into her beautiful features. Sam was absorbed to posterity. The whole horny encounter took just half an hour and they both realized the need to move out before his parents came in. Sam rushed out first, leaving Sushma to tidy up. Sushma looked at her face and saw that rubbing Sam's cum into her face had removed much of the red color and her face was clearer and more recognizable than before. She decided there was no time to wash her face. There was no time to wash her pussy either and she simply downed her saree and walked daintily out towards the main door.
TO BE CONTD...............
Doing all this in front of her son Rohit did bother her for a minute but she was sure that he would understand it was all part of the celebrations. Her peeing moments were also moments of sexual introspection and as the last few drops of pee dripped out of her juicy pussy, she felt decidedly horny and awakened.
In a bid to rise and flush the toilet, she attempted to put her pallu back on her creamy, sleeveless shoulders, when Sam's sudden entry with the dryer made her drop the saree in her hand out of surprise. She lay seated on the toilet seat, saree spread around her thighs, toilet seat and reaching the floor. Her chest was uncovered by the saree and Sam stared at her beautiful breasts through the damp, thin blouse. They were swaying all over the place in near total exposure all morning and even her hardened nipples were titillatingly exposed to the world. But now in the silence of his bathroom, with two blouse buttons off, their generous cleavage made a mouth watering sight, as did Sushma's awkward pose on the toilet seat in an even more awkward condition of having pissed and not flushed the toilet. She couldn't rise now, since Sam had already entered the bath and it would look embarrassing. She waited for Sam to understand her predicament and perhaps leave. She also noted the curious look in his eyes and followed their gaze to look at her own chest and boobs. She gasped when she saw that her nipples had hardened and were poking right out of her blouse. The whole area from below her breasts down to six inches beneath her navel was fully open, with the smooth, fleshy curves forming a gentle fold around her waist. The fold was very arousing and Sam's artistic mind visualized a picture of how beautifully that waist could be photographed in various flimsy costumes. "I'm sorry Mrs. M, I should have knocked", he stuttered. "I came to help you dry your hair", he said. "You came to hand me the dryer or to help me dry my hair", smiled Sushma at his confusion, forgetting that she had not adjusted her saree pallu. "Well whatever you say Mrs. M, "said Sam, surprised at his own boldness and struggling to control his erection. Sushma looked so delectable and sexy on the toilet seat and the delicacy of the situation added to the lustiness. Sushma looked cursorily at his crotch and smacked her lips. She also liked boys who fumbled sometimes. They looked cute. Here Sam was not only cute but the look of pure adulation in his eyes was touching. She understood the effect she was having on him with her lewd posture. "You can dry my hair if you feel like it Sam," she said much to his amazement. Sam took up her offer and went behind Sushma, dryer in hand. He activated it and turned the blower towards her jet black hair. Sushma made no change either to her sitting posture or her state of dress. She was still sareeless at the top, displaying her full breasts and stiff nipples very generously to Sam, as a reward for his effort. Sam's dick came into near contact with Sushma's head when he bent and ran the blower, holding her thick hair in his hands in artistic appreciation. The artist in him really rose to the occasion. He could have carried on doing it forever and nearly got lost in his job. His dick hitting the side of Sushma's face jolted him back to senses. It jolted an already aroused Sushma too. She was finding it extremely difficult to sit idle with all the throbbing in her pussy, which was halfway into the loo. Her hand was placed at the lowest possible level on her abdomen and Sushma was pained that she couldn't reach upto her now dripping cunt. The pressure of Sam's dick occasionally on her face was not helping matters at all since the horny housewife was once again getting driven to desperation. Her breathing turned heavy. Sam's hands were now fumbling with the dryer and whenever he looked down at the beautiful woman sitting below, her rising bosom and broad hips drove him to madness. The dirty posture, the unflushed toilet, the unwashed pussy and the horny mother of his friend, all made up a mindblowing source of dick tension for Sam. He switched off the dryer and caressed Sushma's head. Sushma was indeed waiting for some such initiative. She always did wait for the man to make the first move. She hated saying no to someone with initiative. The moment Sam shut the dryer, she dragged his hands over to her full breasts and mauled them over his hands. She unhesitatingly reached below her body and yanked out her saree all the way up to her waist. Two hours of fondling and squeezing had left her all hot and bothered and the moment had come to extinguish some of it. As Sam's hands kneaded her breasts in steady rhythm she moaned out long and ardently. Sam understood the absolute need of this well mauled mother. Infact it was a wonder how she was able to take all that robust treatment and brazen exposure in the morning. Now seeing her panting, he unzipped his fly and rubbed his dick all over her moaning face. She sobbed in arousal and on seeing the rock hard cock dangling before her eyes, she greedily gulped it down and proceeded to suck and lick it, doing more sucking than licking. She was hot and needy now. Her pussy began to cream and drip half way into the loo alongwith her lush ass. She dragged herself up and stood lewdly with her legs apart on either side of the commode. Sam understood her intent and quickly reached behind her quivering ass and flipped the toilet seat cover down so that Sushma could sit on it. She sat there and raised her legs. Sam spread them apart and gaped at the glistening cunt before him, the pussy juices having superimposed themselves on her urine smell. The mixture was rather heady and he dipped his head down and inhaled the aroma, kissing her outer lips in the process. Sushma thrust her hips upwards in seething lust and gripped his head, dragging it into her boiling cunt. It was a vulgar sight of the horny housewife with her back on the toilet seat and her legs and hips wrapped around her teenage lover's head, high in the air. She felt a gnawing in her loins and she lowered her snatch from his face and spread her thighs wantonly on the seat in a half reclining pose. Sam needed no further invitation and he simply shoved his bursting cock into the horny mother's inviting cunt. The two of them started rapidly fucking each other. Sam wanted to please the voluptuous mother as much as he could. He stroked in and out of her with deliberate thrusts, making sure that maximum penetration was achieved. He went on for a full five minutes before his teenage enthusiasm could not hold it any more. Sushma could feel him cumming. "Take it out, cum on my face", she hissed. "On me, On me, " she wailed. Sam pulled it out in the last second and sprayed Sushma's face with his young seed.The first spurt hit her like a slap, the second like a stroke, the third like a caress and the fourth like a drop of rainfall. All spurts ended up messing up her face and she greedily rubbed it all right into her beautiful features. Sam was absorbed to posterity. The whole horny encounter took just half an hour and they both realized the need to move out before his parents came in. Sam rushed out first, leaving Sushma to tidy up. Sushma looked at her face and saw that rubbing Sam's cum into her face had removed much of the red color and her face was clearer and more recognizable than before. She decided there was no time to wash her face. There was no time to wash her pussy either and she simply downed her saree and walked daintily out towards the main door.
TO BE CONTD...............
PART-9
She decided there was no time to wash her face. There was no time to wash her pussy either and she simply downed her saree and walked daintily out towards the main door.
As she was leaving the door, she saw Sam's parents coming towards their apartment. She paused to thank them for using their toilet. Rohit was with them too. Rohit could only speculate about the possibilities of his mother's adultery in the last half an hour but couldn't exactly put his finger on it. He was however happy that she could atleast wash her face a bit. She looked fresher and radiant after the color was off. Of course she glowed and glowed. With his luscious, lusty mother still clad in that licentious blue saree clinging damply to her huge buttocks, her butt crack clearly highlighted and her entire back bare, right from the bottom of her thin blouse to the upper butt flare, Rohit led her back to their home next door. He did not notice Salman give one fond, fleeting squeeze to his Mom's well used ass. He thought she squealed because she nearly tripped over a stone on the path. If mother and son thought that the Holi festival was over, they were in for a surprise. The moment they entered their gate, they were blasted with a strong spray of water, which didn't stop for about one full minute. They couldn't make out the sprayer but Rohit could vaguely make out the tall and athletic form of his best buddy Prem, whom he had invited over. Since Sushma was also quite fond of him, Rohit felt he could liven up the day. Prem missed the activities next door but managed to come late to wish them. And what a sight he saw. It was a purely harmless intention when he hosed them both and it was quite the done thing on Holi. But on seeing the state of his friend's mother after the drenching, his dick shot up in no time and he stood speechless, staring at the overwhelming burst of curves on the sexy woman before him. Rohit noticed both his friend's astonishment and his arousal. He was aroused himself, as was the entire neighbourhood over the ample body of his horny mother, revealingly drenched, with no apparent effort at modesty on her part. Sushma didn't know how to respond to the fresh drenching received, this time from her son's best buddy. Prem was tall and athletic and many a time Sushma wished that one of her sons would be like Prem, strong and strapping. At 6 feet plus and well muscled, he would one day make some woman very happy. Maybe women too, she smiled naughtily to herself. Resigning herself to her soaking, she welcomed Prem in and decided to prepare lunch for all. Prem and Rohit followed the lushly endowed woman into the house, discretely observing her swaying ass and shapely, huge back, almost all of which was exposed by the swoopingly low saree and the few inches of blouse cover at the top. Two hard ons followed the juicy, well used ass inside and Sushma thought that before trying to dry up, she might as well initiate the food preparation. But before she could put her thought into action, she heard the noise of boys screaming. Looking out she saw that it was Ranvir returning home, not alone but with four of his friends, all aged 12. They were wild and joyous like all boys of that age and seemed hell bent on dragging others into their gaiety. She looked on in amused happiness as they first pounced on Prem and coloured him all over, one of them spraying him with a little water sprinkler on his face. Prem allowed them indulgently and accepted all their antics. Their next target was Rohit and they simply pounced on him because he was their best friend's own brother and not a stranger like Prem. One of them smothered his face, while another climbed onto his back and held him for others to spray water with their spouts. Rohit was helpless for a full two minutes, but didn't want to shout at the kids. The moment they were through with Rohit, they turned their attention to their best friend's mother. A greater surge of familiarity and affection surged forth in all of them. The four of them first ran into her full body, smothering her and hugging her wherever they could encircle their hands. Their heads nuzzled her bosom repeatedly, while their hands kept circling and hugging her naked waist and back. Two of them withdrew to caress her face with colour. Sushma bent a little lower to enable them to reach her face. Two boys concentrated on Sushma's delicately sculpted features, running their colour coated hands in designs around her cheeks, nose and neck. Within a few seconds Sushma felt her saree top fall off while she was bent. She held the saree pallu one hand without covering herself up because the insistent boys did not give her the time to do it. She wanted to be through with this quickly in any case. Sushma with her pallu off and bent in her thin, braless and sleeveless blouse presented a voluptuously delicious sight for both Prem and Rohit. Rohit looked at Prem to note whether he had observed. He saw Prem ogling, with a strong gaze and also saw Prem's dick stiffening in his tight jeans. Almost all of her breasts popped out of the blouse and they hung like juicy fruits for the plucking. Her smiling face retained its smile when Ranvir suddenly embraced his Mom from behind her slightly bent form. His hands sought her exposed belly button and his crotch thrust warmly into his favourite asscheeks. His color coated hands fingered her navel from behind an he continued to finger it till he was satisfied that it was filled with red color. Sushma gasped in titillation at this stroking and the pressure of his warm body against her ass. Ranvir moved his hands from his Mom's big navel and ran them all over her creamy belly and exposed portion of her hips. That was a lot of flesh and area to cover if he had to color it fully. He ravished his mother's body with his joyous, festive touch, but the touch for Sushma was proving to be extremely discomforting, especially since she had to retain a smile while two others were stroking her face and even coated her rosy lips in red. That brought yet another gasp from the aroused woman and she struggled to maintain normalcy in body language. Prem and Rohit were watching all this with aching groins and with the blood simply pumping their veins. Rohit thought that he would burst a blood vessel. He shifted behind a wooden cabinet in the room and started stroking his dick from outside, hidden by the piece of furniture. In an equally randy state was the strong Prem who couldn't take any longer and he too walked to Rohit and stood next to him. Both friends looked at each knowing and understanding the other's condition. Rohit also felt he had an inkling of the future. The two friends watched Sushma's ripe body being felt up in childlike glee and also felt that her laughter was turning hoarser by the minute. It was clear that all the attention on her body was turning her very horny. Ranvir suddenly felt he had done enough and moved away, slapping his Mom's ass before leaving. Sushma squealed and looked in mild anger towards her son, but to her discomfort two other kids who couldn't reach Sushma's face now took over the vacancy created by Ranvir. Now two pairs of hands were squeezing the sexy mother's massive midriff from behind in full, absolute frenzy, but the horny woman could do nothing because they were kids and most certainly had no sexual intentions. She allowed them to feel and color her and relaxed her body. The moment she did that, she felt three hands dragging her backwards so that Ranvir and his friend could spray water on Sushma. At that moment, as fate would have it, Sushma tripped and fell backwards. She fell with a thud on her big ass and lay flat on the floor, saree flung away from her chest, her nipples, breasts, the entire midriff almost upto her bush fully revealed to the world. She writhed around first and tried to rise but all five boys chose that moment to take out their plastic water sprinklers and spray water on her lush, exposed body.Rohit and Prem were aghast and Prem thought he heard a painful groan from his friend. He looked down to see Rohit had dampened the front of his trousers a bit and seemed to be convulsing lightly. He didn't look him in the eye to save embarrassment for both. Instead he turned to the sight before him.The luscious body of the housewife was writhing obscenely on the floor while five boys simultaneously sprayed water all over her. She didn't even scream or shout. She just kept wriggling her sexy body, taking in the rain on her face, breasts, waist, belly and thighs. The boys soaked her with gusto, one of them catching her right on her pussy. Since the spray was strong and focused, Sushma let out a moan. Her cunt was already dripping for the last few minutes and mingled with the wetness of their sprinkling and the dampness of her saree. Ranvir, her son was aiming his spray right at her navel and he kept the spraying until the water was over. The sight was outrightly vulgar and Rohit imagined and likened it to five heated dicks ejaculating simultaneously on his horny mom's well fucked body. He was out of control now and so was Sushma. The five kids including Ranvir may not have understood it fully but Prem did, alongwith Rohit and he was convinced that if there was one woman in the world who needed to be fucked into oblivion, it was sexy Sushma. He made a silent vow to do it. Rohit knew Prem would do it. Lusty and horny, Sushma wished and prayed that this game would be over before she creamed her way to an orgasm. Luckily, the boys ran out of water and left the place, singing out their thanks and good byes. The youngest of them even helped a panting, writhing Sushma to her feet, his hands around her shoulders, and his dick pressing into her face. Even here Sushma was not spared and her moan was muffled by the thrusting of a child dick into her face. Her mouth accidentally hit the boy's crotch and to her utter shock, Sushma felt an erection against her beautiful face. Her eyes flared and her body throbbed in half naked excitement and confusion. "Thanks and bye, Aunt Sushma", said the boy as he left the place, leaving a shell shocked, lewdly exposed Sushma with her son and his best friend. Rohit felt she looked like she would be raped any minute by just about anybody, man or beast in that state and attire.The intense sexual repercussions of hours of exposure and body groping turned the horny mother of two into a mass of supercharged flesh, that would catch fire if the heat in her dripping loins was not cooled. Her boobs were trembling on their own accord and her heavy hips heaved about gently as if the weight of lust was too much. She felt an ache all over her repeatedly drenched body and she could hear herself sobbing in enormous unsatisfied lust. Rohit was stunned and he went over to hold his mother by her over aroused shoulders. The intense heat which emanated from her body almost made him recoil in shock. Her face wore a mask of lust as she looked up in a sexual haze. Rohit decided to act. "Prem, I'm calling the doctor. Please be with Mom until I return", he said and bolted out of the house. After Rohit left, Prem came over to Sushma and gazed into her eyes. His strong powerful look and her lust charged needy look met in a perfect exchange. She was quivering when he held her by the waist. His manly grip made her shudder and she went limp in Prem's arms. Holding her by her hips, he made her kneel on the floor, removing her saree in one single motion. No words were said as he looked at her. She gave him back a glassy look. No words were needed too. He brought out his huge cock and placed it at the entrance of her slushy cunt. His hands held her by her full and hot breasts. The overall heat in her body amazed him even in his own horny state. He withdrew his dick from Sushma's pussy after an initial probe. He heard her whimper, moan and wriggle her ass frantically at him. The bitch needed a fucking badly. And Prem began to give it. For the next ten minutes, Prem ploughed, pistoned and rammed his huge cock in and out of the horny Sushma's steamy twat. Her voluptuous body jerked and vibrated under his tremendous onslaught. He was simply ravaging her wet and willing hole. She began to wail and scream and continued her high pitched response to his steady, hot strokes into her dynamite cunt. Loud guttural sounds came from the horny mother as her son's best friend balled the hell out of her lusty, stacked body. Every inch of her lush figure responded to this explosive fucking. His hands mauled her already well mauled boobs. But she felt the grip and heat to be so wild, that she felt her nipples may burst out of her soft and firm mounds. She thrust her lush, hot posterior back at his cock begging him with moans and beckoning him deeper with hoarse grunts. It was mating of the highest intensity and Sushma was getting balled like never before in her own house, by her son's pal and with the main door right open. They didn't notice or care. The fucking continued in its illicit intensity till the horny mother felt the first flood of her orgasm. Prem noticed it and in a searing rhythm, he timed his release to co terminate with the voluptuous wife's own serial orgasms. He shot loads and loads when he came. Sushma felt her whole insides being washed with his potent seed and her pussy continued to throb and clutch fiercely at his ejaculating cock for five more minutes. She had never known such a mind blowing orgasm an she had never been fucked this well by a cock of this size. The stud slowly withdrew his dick from his friend's mom's pussy and heard her sob in regret. He realised, even though the horny Sushma didn't, that the main door was open.
TO BE CONTD........................
She decided there was no time to wash her face. There was no time to wash her pussy either and she simply downed her saree and walked daintily out towards the main door.
As she was leaving the door, she saw Sam's parents coming towards their apartment. She paused to thank them for using their toilet. Rohit was with them too. Rohit could only speculate about the possibilities of his mother's adultery in the last half an hour but couldn't exactly put his finger on it. He was however happy that she could atleast wash her face a bit. She looked fresher and radiant after the color was off. Of course she glowed and glowed. With his luscious, lusty mother still clad in that licentious blue saree clinging damply to her huge buttocks, her butt crack clearly highlighted and her entire back bare, right from the bottom of her thin blouse to the upper butt flare, Rohit led her back to their home next door. He did not notice Salman give one fond, fleeting squeeze to his Mom's well used ass. He thought she squealed because she nearly tripped over a stone on the path. If mother and son thought that the Holi festival was over, they were in for a surprise. The moment they entered their gate, they were blasted with a strong spray of water, which didn't stop for about one full minute. They couldn't make out the sprayer but Rohit could vaguely make out the tall and athletic form of his best buddy Prem, whom he had invited over. Since Sushma was also quite fond of him, Rohit felt he could liven up the day. Prem missed the activities next door but managed to come late to wish them. And what a sight he saw. It was a purely harmless intention when he hosed them both and it was quite the done thing on Holi. But on seeing the state of his friend's mother after the drenching, his dick shot up in no time and he stood speechless, staring at the overwhelming burst of curves on the sexy woman before him. Rohit noticed both his friend's astonishment and his arousal. He was aroused himself, as was the entire neighbourhood over the ample body of his horny mother, revealingly drenched, with no apparent effort at modesty on her part. Sushma didn't know how to respond to the fresh drenching received, this time from her son's best buddy. Prem was tall and athletic and many a time Sushma wished that one of her sons would be like Prem, strong and strapping. At 6 feet plus and well muscled, he would one day make some woman very happy. Maybe women too, she smiled naughtily to herself. Resigning herself to her soaking, she welcomed Prem in and decided to prepare lunch for all. Prem and Rohit followed the lushly endowed woman into the house, discretely observing her swaying ass and shapely, huge back, almost all of which was exposed by the swoopingly low saree and the few inches of blouse cover at the top. Two hard ons followed the juicy, well used ass inside and Sushma thought that before trying to dry up, she might as well initiate the food preparation. But before she could put her thought into action, she heard the noise of boys screaming. Looking out she saw that it was Ranvir returning home, not alone but with four of his friends, all aged 12. They were wild and joyous like all boys of that age and seemed hell bent on dragging others into their gaiety. She looked on in amused happiness as they first pounced on Prem and coloured him all over, one of them spraying him with a little water sprinkler on his face. Prem allowed them indulgently and accepted all their antics. Their next target was Rohit and they simply pounced on him because he was their best friend's own brother and not a stranger like Prem. One of them smothered his face, while another climbed onto his back and held him for others to spray water with their spouts. Rohit was helpless for a full two minutes, but didn't want to shout at the kids. The moment they were through with Rohit, they turned their attention to their best friend's mother. A greater surge of familiarity and affection surged forth in all of them. The four of them first ran into her full body, smothering her and hugging her wherever they could encircle their hands. Their heads nuzzled her bosom repeatedly, while their hands kept circling and hugging her naked waist and back. Two of them withdrew to caress her face with colour. Sushma bent a little lower to enable them to reach her face. Two boys concentrated on Sushma's delicately sculpted features, running their colour coated hands in designs around her cheeks, nose and neck. Within a few seconds Sushma felt her saree top fall off while she was bent. She held the saree pallu one hand without covering herself up because the insistent boys did not give her the time to do it. She wanted to be through with this quickly in any case. Sushma with her pallu off and bent in her thin, braless and sleeveless blouse presented a voluptuously delicious sight for both Prem and Rohit. Rohit looked at Prem to note whether he had observed. He saw Prem ogling, with a strong gaze and also saw Prem's dick stiffening in his tight jeans. Almost all of her breasts popped out of the blouse and they hung like juicy fruits for the plucking. Her smiling face retained its smile when Ranvir suddenly embraced his Mom from behind her slightly bent form. His hands sought her exposed belly button and his crotch thrust warmly into his favourite asscheeks. His color coated hands fingered her navel from behind an he continued to finger it till he was satisfied that it was filled with red color. Sushma gasped in titillation at this stroking and the pressure of his warm body against her ass. Ranvir moved his hands from his Mom's big navel and ran them all over her creamy belly and exposed portion of her hips. That was a lot of flesh and area to cover if he had to color it fully. He ravished his mother's body with his joyous, festive touch, but the touch for Sushma was proving to be extremely discomforting, especially since she had to retain a smile while two others were stroking her face and even coated her rosy lips in red. That brought yet another gasp from the aroused woman and she struggled to maintain normalcy in body language. Prem and Rohit were watching all this with aching groins and with the blood simply pumping their veins. Rohit thought that he would burst a blood vessel. He shifted behind a wooden cabinet in the room and started stroking his dick from outside, hidden by the piece of furniture. In an equally randy state was the strong Prem who couldn't take any longer and he too walked to Rohit and stood next to him. Both friends looked at each knowing and understanding the other's condition. Rohit also felt he had an inkling of the future. The two friends watched Sushma's ripe body being felt up in childlike glee and also felt that her laughter was turning hoarser by the minute. It was clear that all the attention on her body was turning her very horny. Ranvir suddenly felt he had done enough and moved away, slapping his Mom's ass before leaving. Sushma squealed and looked in mild anger towards her son, but to her discomfort two other kids who couldn't reach Sushma's face now took over the vacancy created by Ranvir. Now two pairs of hands were squeezing the sexy mother's massive midriff from behind in full, absolute frenzy, but the horny woman could do nothing because they were kids and most certainly had no sexual intentions. She allowed them to feel and color her and relaxed her body. The moment she did that, she felt three hands dragging her backwards so that Ranvir and his friend could spray water on Sushma. At that moment, as fate would have it, Sushma tripped and fell backwards. She fell with a thud on her big ass and lay flat on the floor, saree flung away from her chest, her nipples, breasts, the entire midriff almost upto her bush fully revealed to the world. She writhed around first and tried to rise but all five boys chose that moment to take out their plastic water sprinklers and spray water on her lush, exposed body.Rohit and Prem were aghast and Prem thought he heard a painful groan from his friend. He looked down to see Rohit had dampened the front of his trousers a bit and seemed to be convulsing lightly. He didn't look him in the eye to save embarrassment for both. Instead he turned to the sight before him.The luscious body of the housewife was writhing obscenely on the floor while five boys simultaneously sprayed water all over her. She didn't even scream or shout. She just kept wriggling her sexy body, taking in the rain on her face, breasts, waist, belly and thighs. The boys soaked her with gusto, one of them catching her right on her pussy. Since the spray was strong and focused, Sushma let out a moan. Her cunt was already dripping for the last few minutes and mingled with the wetness of their sprinkling and the dampness of her saree. Ranvir, her son was aiming his spray right at her navel and he kept the spraying until the water was over. The sight was outrightly vulgar and Rohit imagined and likened it to five heated dicks ejaculating simultaneously on his horny mom's well fucked body. He was out of control now and so was Sushma. The five kids including Ranvir may not have understood it fully but Prem did, alongwith Rohit and he was convinced that if there was one woman in the world who needed to be fucked into oblivion, it was sexy Sushma. He made a silent vow to do it. Rohit knew Prem would do it. Lusty and horny, Sushma wished and prayed that this game would be over before she creamed her way to an orgasm. Luckily, the boys ran out of water and left the place, singing out their thanks and good byes. The youngest of them even helped a panting, writhing Sushma to her feet, his hands around her shoulders, and his dick pressing into her face. Even here Sushma was not spared and her moan was muffled by the thrusting of a child dick into her face. Her mouth accidentally hit the boy's crotch and to her utter shock, Sushma felt an erection against her beautiful face. Her eyes flared and her body throbbed in half naked excitement and confusion. "Thanks and bye, Aunt Sushma", said the boy as he left the place, leaving a shell shocked, lewdly exposed Sushma with her son and his best friend. Rohit felt she looked like she would be raped any minute by just about anybody, man or beast in that state and attire.The intense sexual repercussions of hours of exposure and body groping turned the horny mother of two into a mass of supercharged flesh, that would catch fire if the heat in her dripping loins was not cooled. Her boobs were trembling on their own accord and her heavy hips heaved about gently as if the weight of lust was too much. She felt an ache all over her repeatedly drenched body and she could hear herself sobbing in enormous unsatisfied lust. Rohit was stunned and he went over to hold his mother by her over aroused shoulders. The intense heat which emanated from her body almost made him recoil in shock. Her face wore a mask of lust as she looked up in a sexual haze. Rohit decided to act. "Prem, I'm calling the doctor. Please be with Mom until I return", he said and bolted out of the house. After Rohit left, Prem came over to Sushma and gazed into her eyes. His strong powerful look and her lust charged needy look met in a perfect exchange. She was quivering when he held her by the waist. His manly grip made her shudder and she went limp in Prem's arms. Holding her by her hips, he made her kneel on the floor, removing her saree in one single motion. No words were said as he looked at her. She gave him back a glassy look. No words were needed too. He brought out his huge cock and placed it at the entrance of her slushy cunt. His hands held her by her full and hot breasts. The overall heat in her body amazed him even in his own horny state. He withdrew his dick from Sushma's pussy after an initial probe. He heard her whimper, moan and wriggle her ass frantically at him. The bitch needed a fucking badly. And Prem began to give it. For the next ten minutes, Prem ploughed, pistoned and rammed his huge cock in and out of the horny Sushma's steamy twat. Her voluptuous body jerked and vibrated under his tremendous onslaught. He was simply ravaging her wet and willing hole. She began to wail and scream and continued her high pitched response to his steady, hot strokes into her dynamite cunt. Loud guttural sounds came from the horny mother as her son's best friend balled the hell out of her lusty, stacked body. Every inch of her lush figure responded to this explosive fucking. His hands mauled her already well mauled boobs. But she felt the grip and heat to be so wild, that she felt her nipples may burst out of her soft and firm mounds. She thrust her lush, hot posterior back at his cock begging him with moans and beckoning him deeper with hoarse grunts. It was mating of the highest intensity and Sushma was getting balled like never before in her own house, by her son's pal and with the main door right open. They didn't notice or care. The fucking continued in its illicit intensity till the horny mother felt the first flood of her orgasm. Prem noticed it and in a searing rhythm, he timed his release to co terminate with the voluptuous wife's own serial orgasms. He shot loads and loads when he came. Sushma felt her whole insides being washed with his potent seed and her pussy continued to throb and clutch fiercely at his ejaculating cock for five more minutes. She had never known such a mind blowing orgasm an she had never been fucked this well by a cock of this size. The stud slowly withdrew his dick from his friend's mom's pussy and heard her sob in regret. He realised, even though the horny Sushma didn't, that the main door was open.
TO BE CONTD........................
PART-10
She had never known such a mind blowing orgasm an she had never been fucked this well by a cock of this size. The stud slowly withdrew his dick from his friend's mom's pussy and heard her sob in regret. He realised, even though the horny Sushma didn't, that the main door was open.
It was left open deliberately by Rohit himself. He had to sneak back. He knew that what his wildly aroused mother needed was not a doctor but a good strong fucker. Which was why he called Prem over in the first place. He sighed and looked down. His dick hung limp, much to his relief. He had jacked off thrice witnessing the staggeringly wanton act of adultery. He saw his own mother getting the fucking of her life. And she got fucked doggie style, like a true bitch in heat. The adulterous wife stirred gently, her naked lower body pressed against her young lover's, in a sideways embrace on the floor. It was a torrid, much needed fucking, since all the pawing and mauling given to her full body by people of all ages had carried her lust to a summit when she was sprawled wet on the ground before her sons, writhing more out of horniness than any need to escape their drenching of her voluptuous body. She opened her eyes and looked into Prem's eyes, unaware that her son Rohit was in the background, unobserved but watching every movement of theirs. Sushma looked into Prem's deep eyes and a wave of gratitude flooded her insides. He was her knight in shining armour who gave her what she craved more than anything else sometime ago and he did it with gusto, in a manner she had never known before. She felt his dick still inside her drenched cunt and while stirring noticed that it was still quite hard. She moaned at this discovery of his youthfulness and kissed him softly on his eyes, licking some of the beads of sweat, her hands holding his head, while she felt him doing the same to her face. Prem licked Sushma all over her face, his lips dabbing at her cheeks, neck and eyes, while his hands hugged her juicy body even harder to himself in a strong gesture of take over. Sushma was gladdened at this display of warmth and she purred her acceptance by thrusting her lush pelvic region even closer into him, feeling his cock begin a hardening process while her juices began to spread over it. Rohit, who had watched his friend give his Mom her hardest ever fuck, took their stirring to be a sign of their getting up. He felt he needed to get out of the house and return after a while so that his absence continued to be justified and more because he didn't want to be caught in the house in this situation, which he knew would be awkward for all. Since he was not very far from the door, he stealthily sneaked out, taking one last look at his mother's luscious asscheeks which were being cuddled by Prem, while her face was being kissed deeply in what he thought to be a farewell gesture. He left the place, leaving the door as it was. Feeling Prem's dick begin to stab into her pussy, Sushma arousal was back into reckoning. She twisted her lower body, as if trying to readjust the positioning, when her head fell sideways, making her notice the almost fully open door. Alarmed but not showing any suddenness in reaction, she relaxed her body against his and continued looking at the door. Prem, noticing the beautiful mature lady's concern, decided to close the door. He rose to do so, for which he had to withdraw his erect dick from her sloppy pussy. The sudden emptiness made the horny Sushma sigh and sob but she waited with flaring eyes for him to close the door. Her hands reached out to unbutton her blouse, the only piece of garment which she had on. Prem closed the door and turned to the naked, waiting mother. He walked slowly across the room, his hard dick swaying gently, hitting his abdomen with every step. It looked like a hot, steel rod to the naked, wanton woman on the floor. He moved and sat erect on a sofa and continued to look at Sushma, with a twinkle in his eye. Understanding his intention, Sushma rolled across the room towards him, her lush body taking five turns to reach him, each turn highlighting her ample asscheeks in the most obscene manner imaginable. She reached the sofa and looked up for her eyes to meet his throbbing dick. Reaching out, she held it by her hand, using its hardness to rise and face him. Even Prem was stunned at this act by his friend's mother. Sushma kept stroking his cock and brought her generous asscheeks down onto it, impaling her pussy. Prem's dick entered with a swishing sound, making the hot housewife sob aloud. She bent forward to nuzzle his head lovingly, while he held his hands up to squeeze and mash her juicy breasts in a clockwise motion, occasionally letting his fingers tweak her nipples. Sushma rotated and shifted her hips before settling into a heaving up and down motion on the hard cock, feeling it poke and reach right upto her belly. His stiffness facilitated great passage for the sexy woman's thrusts and she did so in slow and continuous motions, building up a delicious yet searing rhythm. Her son's best friend had pleasured her so well and she was doing her bit in return, in the process helping herself to more and more of his cock. The well orchestrated sex lasted five slow, loving minutes where Sushma and Prem bonded physically so well that their bodies seemed like parts of one entity and looked complete only when entwined together. When Prem spurted, the spurts were long and deep, each spurt being succeeded by another smaller but not rapidly shortening burst. When Sushma orgasmed, it was a like a chest deep tidal wave that engulfed her, not throwing her off balance, but allowing her to savour the strength, grip and sheer joy of physical bonding with her young lover. While still seated on him, she gazed into his eyes and felt a reassurance. He looked like he was genuinely fond of her and could suddenly see why her son Rohit was such a good friend of his. He looked like a boy with strong interiors and discretion. When he kissed her there was passion, and there was also care. The satiated mother suddenly wondered whether she would feel the same way kissing Rohit, or Ranvir.
TO BE CONTD....................
She had never known such a mind blowing orgasm an she had never been fucked this well by a cock of this size. The stud slowly withdrew his dick from his friend's mom's pussy and heard her sob in regret. He realised, even though the horny Sushma didn't, that the main door was open.
It was left open deliberately by Rohit himself. He had to sneak back. He knew that what his wildly aroused mother needed was not a doctor but a good strong fucker. Which was why he called Prem over in the first place. He sighed and looked down. His dick hung limp, much to his relief. He had jacked off thrice witnessing the staggeringly wanton act of adultery. He saw his own mother getting the fucking of her life. And she got fucked doggie style, like a true bitch in heat. The adulterous wife stirred gently, her naked lower body pressed against her young lover's, in a sideways embrace on the floor. It was a torrid, much needed fucking, since all the pawing and mauling given to her full body by people of all ages had carried her lust to a summit when she was sprawled wet on the ground before her sons, writhing more out of horniness than any need to escape their drenching of her voluptuous body. She opened her eyes and looked into Prem's eyes, unaware that her son Rohit was in the background, unobserved but watching every movement of theirs. Sushma looked into Prem's deep eyes and a wave of gratitude flooded her insides. He was her knight in shining armour who gave her what she craved more than anything else sometime ago and he did it with gusto, in a manner she had never known before. She felt his dick still inside her drenched cunt and while stirring noticed that it was still quite hard. She moaned at this discovery of his youthfulness and kissed him softly on his eyes, licking some of the beads of sweat, her hands holding his head, while she felt him doing the same to her face. Prem licked Sushma all over her face, his lips dabbing at her cheeks, neck and eyes, while his hands hugged her juicy body even harder to himself in a strong gesture of take over. Sushma was gladdened at this display of warmth and she purred her acceptance by thrusting her lush pelvic region even closer into him, feeling his cock begin a hardening process while her juices began to spread over it. Rohit, who had watched his friend give his Mom her hardest ever fuck, took their stirring to be a sign of their getting up. He felt he needed to get out of the house and return after a while so that his absence continued to be justified and more because he didn't want to be caught in the house in this situation, which he knew would be awkward for all. Since he was not very far from the door, he stealthily sneaked out, taking one last look at his mother's luscious asscheeks which were being cuddled by Prem, while her face was being kissed deeply in what he thought to be a farewell gesture. He left the place, leaving the door as it was. Feeling Prem's dick begin to stab into her pussy, Sushma arousal was back into reckoning. She twisted her lower body, as if trying to readjust the positioning, when her head fell sideways, making her notice the almost fully open door. Alarmed but not showing any suddenness in reaction, she relaxed her body against his and continued looking at the door. Prem, noticing the beautiful mature lady's concern, decided to close the door. He rose to do so, for which he had to withdraw his erect dick from her sloppy pussy. The sudden emptiness made the horny Sushma sigh and sob but she waited with flaring eyes for him to close the door. Her hands reached out to unbutton her blouse, the only piece of garment which she had on. Prem closed the door and turned to the naked, waiting mother. He walked slowly across the room, his hard dick swaying gently, hitting his abdomen with every step. It looked like a hot, steel rod to the naked, wanton woman on the floor. He moved and sat erect on a sofa and continued to look at Sushma, with a twinkle in his eye. Understanding his intention, Sushma rolled across the room towards him, her lush body taking five turns to reach him, each turn highlighting her ample asscheeks in the most obscene manner imaginable. She reached the sofa and looked up for her eyes to meet his throbbing dick. Reaching out, she held it by her hand, using its hardness to rise and face him. Even Prem was stunned at this act by his friend's mother. Sushma kept stroking his cock and brought her generous asscheeks down onto it, impaling her pussy. Prem's dick entered with a swishing sound, making the hot housewife sob aloud. She bent forward to nuzzle his head lovingly, while he held his hands up to squeeze and mash her juicy breasts in a clockwise motion, occasionally letting his fingers tweak her nipples. Sushma rotated and shifted her hips before settling into a heaving up and down motion on the hard cock, feeling it poke and reach right upto her belly. His stiffness facilitated great passage for the sexy woman's thrusts and she did so in slow and continuous motions, building up a delicious yet searing rhythm. Her son's best friend had pleasured her so well and she was doing her bit in return, in the process helping herself to more and more of his cock. The well orchestrated sex lasted five slow, loving minutes where Sushma and Prem bonded physically so well that their bodies seemed like parts of one entity and looked complete only when entwined together. When Prem spurted, the spurts were long and deep, each spurt being succeeded by another smaller but not rapidly shortening burst. When Sushma orgasmed, it was a like a chest deep tidal wave that engulfed her, not throwing her off balance, but allowing her to savour the strength, grip and sheer joy of physical bonding with her young lover. While still seated on him, she gazed into his eyes and felt a reassurance. He looked like he was genuinely fond of her and could suddenly see why her son Rohit was such a good friend of his. He looked like a boy with strong interiors and discretion. When he kissed her there was passion, and there was also care. The satiated mother suddenly wondered whether she would feel the same way kissing Rohit, or Ranvir.
TO BE CONTD....................
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