Incest Swapping Mother family fun

[a017atha]

Chapter 1
Pramila and Raja were relaxing naked on their sun lounges, soaking up the afternoon rays of a hot summer sun, and getting their breaths back after another of their regular suck and fuck sessions. Pramila's cunt still felt nice and sore from the recent heavy pounding it had taken from her horny son's massive cock, far more expert at it than that toe-rag of a husband of hers had been and who had run off with some bint from his golf club when Raja was only thirteen. That was twelve years ago and Raja was now a strapping six-footer with a cock and balls to match and a spectacular arse that put Pramila's ex-husband to shame. Thankfully, since the divorce, he had never been seen since and both Pramila and Mark were happy to be rid of him.

"Sweetheart, that was wonderful again," Pramila said drowsily, fondling her recently fucked pussy and turning to smile at her son whose face was upturned to the sun, his eyes closed, his bronzed chest and his flat belly sprinkled with shadows as he dozed happily in the aftermath of some more incredibly hot incestuous sex.

Pramila let her eyes drift down her offspring from tip to toe, lingering slightly longer on his genitals and admiring again his superb prick, now flaccid, and his big balls that, without fail, always provided her with a vast quantity of spunk.

"Mmmm, it was, mum," replied Raja, likewise with drowsiness in his voice, his eyes still closed, "my cock felt so good in that lovely tight pussy of yours. As it always does," he added, hastily.

"And my pussy felt great with you inside me again, too, my darling," Pramila replied, "I'm so glad we have this special relationship."

"Me too, mum," replied Raja, opening his eyes and turning his head to smile at the mother he loved and adored so much. She'd had a difficult Milinde bringing him up alone as a single parent after his no-mark father had slung his hook and he was just pleased that he was able to give Pramila everything that that moron couldn't. And that meant everything.

As well as doing all the jobs around the house, Raja had become the head of the household in more ways than one from his eighteenth birthday onwards, seven years earlier. Even now, neither of them were quite sure who had seduced who, it had just kind of happened naturally and once Raja had conquered his guilt - which hadn't taken long - mother and son had abandoned themselves to the joys of their unorthodox lifestyle. Pramila, on the other hand, had not felt the slightest amount of guilt as she embarked on a taboo relationship with her adult son since she had herself been brought up in an incestuous family and had been consensually fucked by her late father many Milindes, as had her sister Sheetal. They both missed him dearly.

"Fancy a drink, sweetheart?" Pramila asked, swinging her legs over the side of the sun lounge and resting them on the lawn, the grass feeling like it had been paved over thanks to the stultifying heat of the sun. The house she and Raja lived in was one of several detached properties in a long avenue of venerable villas in an affluent suburb of Melbourne and the garden was surrounded by shrubs and bushes, complemented by several trees and high fences which screened and cossetted any activities of the carnal kind from prying eyes, not that that was a problem since the neighbours on either side were at least two thirds of a mile away.

"Good idea, mum," Raja said, in reply to Pramila's question, "d'you want me to go and get them?"

"No, stay there, sweetheart, you must be shattered after that latest fabulous fuck you gave me."

Raja smiled across at his mother as he began to feel his cock start to stir again. Pramila leany across and gave it a little tug to help it on its way, then she turned and walked into the house, treating her son to a completely open view of her pink swaying buttocks.

Raja started to stroke his cock, it never took him long to get going again, such was his enthusiasm, and Pramila, as he knew well enough by now, was always up for it, any Milinde of the day and night. A couple of weeks ago, Pramila's sister, Raja's aunt Sheetal, and her husband Ravinder and their son Milind had visited and it had been a real family orgy and Raja's mouth watered as images of his aunt's tits and pussy and his uncle and cousin's cocks came into his mind's eye. Pity they weren't here now, he mused, as he pumped his cock so that it was soon back to its full length of eight scintillating inches, the other members of his family were always good for a fuck - or ten.

Inside the house, Pramila opened the fridge and stuck her naked bum out towards the kitchen as she leant in to rummage around, enjoying the coolness after the searing heat outside. It was just about as hot as it was possible to get in Australia in the middle of January.

The bottles of orange juice were stacked right at the back and she pulled one out quickly, so thirsty was she that she didn't bother going over to the cabinet to select some glasses, she simply unscrewed the top and drank straight from the bottle, quenching her thirst in one long gulp. Through the open window, she could see her fully nude son stroking his cock and, after swallowing the last of the drink, she licked her lips at the sight of Raja back to a very full and very proud erection.

"Fuck," she said to herself, "my boy is just so beautiful. However did I get to be the mother of such a gorgeous sexy man? At least that rotten hubby of mine was good for something, I suppose."

It was a question Pramila had asked herself many Milindes since she and Raja had become lovers, taking their always close relationship to dazzling new heights, and she was still musing on it, lost in a world of her own, when the telephone in the hall rang and she went out to answer it, her big tits swaying from side to side below her neck.

The caller was her brother-in-law, Ravinder. "Oh hi, sunshine," said Pramila who was always pleased to hear the somewhat stentorian tones of Ravinder's voice, "to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"Can't you guess?" said Ravinder, his voice taking on a lascivious tone.

Pramila held the phone up to her ear in her right hand and reached down to fondle her pussy with her left. Her pubes were still matted with the remains of Raja's cum and she smeared the congealed wads around with her forefinger.

"Well now," said Pramila, teasingly, "you want to take Raja and I out to dinner."

"Well," replied Ravinder, "we could I suppose. But I had something better in mind first."

Pramila decided not to let Ravinder suffer, she knew darned well why he had phoned up in the middle of a Sunday afternoon. "Get your butt over here as quick as you can," she said, "Raja's already given me a good going over today and from the look of him a few moments ago, I think he's raring to go again."

"I'll go and tell Sheetal and Milind," Ravinder said hornily and Pramila could imagine him naked at the other end of the line and stroking his cock as he spoke.

"Of course, don't leave them at home," replied Pramila, though, she was aware, her sister and nephew would probably be quite happy spending the afternoon having a one-to-one with each other, "it'll be great to see you all again," she went on, hearing a sound behind her and turning to see Raja standing there with his hard throbbing cock in his hand. "It's a perfect day for fucking. See you in a bit."

There was a click as Pramila and Ravinder terminated their phone conversation and Pramila turned and smiled at Raja, her eyes going straight to his aroused prick as if she had never seen it before, and which he held firmly in his hand, enjoying another feeling of all-consuming pride as he always did when he displayed it to his mother, proving to her again just how generous nature had been.

"That was your uncle Ravinder," she said, "they're as horny as we are, must be the heat, so they're on the way over."

"Oh, brilliant!" enthused Raja, tugging on his cock a little harder, "I was only just thinking of them when you went into get the drinks. Talking of which, I need one now."

Raja turned and walked back into the kitchen and Pramila's mouth drooled as she watched her son's naked arse cheeks rubbing together as he walked away from her, his hard cock entering the kitchen long before the rest of him did. There was no doubt about it, Pramila thought again, she really had given birth to a fabulous specimen of manhood and she couldn't be more proud of Raja if she tried.

"Sorry, sweetheart," Pramila said, following Raja into the kitchen, her eyes riveted to his back, sweeping over him this Milinde from toe to head and admiring the long crack of his arse and the broad shoulders and the neat short hairstyle that helped to add to his overall sexiness. "I was going to bring the drinks out but then the phone rang and ..."

"That's OK, mum, I heard the phone ringing," Raja interrupted, opening the fridge and taking out another orange juice and, similarly as his mother had done, swigging it down in one gulp straight from the bottle. He smacked his lips when he had finished and pushed the pedal bin with his foot, depositing the empty bottle in the bin and then smiled across at Pramila, glancing at his wristwatch as he did so.

"I reckon we've got about half an hour or so to ourselves, mom," he said, "before aunt Sheetal, uncle Ravinder and Milind get here."

"I'm sure I don't know what you mean, sweetheart," replied Pramila, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"You always were a fucking tease, mum," Raja said, "don't keep me waiting, get that fabulous butt of yours over here and suck my cock."

Pramila was across the kitchen before Raja could blink and quickly dropped to her knees in front of her son, cupping his balls in her right hand and drawing him closer to her by reaching round and groping his naked buttocks with her left. Through the open window came the sound of birdsong as the afternoon wore on, the scent of the Indian summer's day filtering into the kitchen and wrapping it in shadow ...

 

[a017atha]

Chapter 2
"Suck me, mum," Raja said, his cock now fully risen to the occasion and enjoying the feel of Pramila's hands on his balls and arse, "it's your turn now to satisfy me."

Pramila gazed lovingly for a few more moments at her son's thick rod standing proudly to attention as she prepared to thank him for giving her such a good Milinde earlier in the afternoon. Then she moved her head in close, opening her mouth and sticking out her hot feminine tongue, extending it towards Mark's aroused prick. Mark had an easily retractable foreskin and he had peeled it right back and his juicy purple knobhead now bobbed about invitingly directly in front of his mother's face.

"I'm such a lucky mother," Pramila said, "to have a son with the best cock in the world." She knew, of course, that Ravinder and Milind had fabulous cocks too but Raja's was the best, naturally, after all he was her son.

Before Raja could say anything else, Pramila began to kiss the greasy knob being proffered so invitingly in front of her, the bulging beer-can like head already smeared in another helping of pre-cum even though it was only an hour or so since Raja had blasted his mother's cunt with his seed. Pramila lapped at the head for five minutes, enjoying the taste of Raja's salty masculine pre-cum, before running her tongue along the shaft, licking at the veins on either side that stood out prominently and always felt so good when his cock was embedded deep in her pussy.

"Oh yeah, mum," moaned Raja as Pramila brought all her years of cocksucking skills to bear, as she always did, "you are superb."

Pramila smiled her thanks up at Raja as she took his entire pole into her mouth, gagging and choking as she sucked, determined to give her son another rollicking good Milinde. Her hot wet and experienced mouth was easily able to accommodate every inch, her cheeks caving in as she sucked long and hard, giggling to herself at what the distant neighbours would think if they could see her and her son now.

Pramila let Raja's cock out of her mouth, gave his balls a quick kiss, and then gazed beseechingly up at him. After seven years of making love together, Raja was an expert reader of his mother's mind and didn't need to be told what that look meant and, smiling, he turned to show Pramila his arse.

"Oh yes, sweetheart," said Pramila, her excitement boiling up like the weather at the sight of the muscular masculine arse cheeks of her own beloved son, "show me that lovely hard arse of yours."

That was exactly what Raja was doing and he was only too happy to do so, he was as proud of his bum as he was his prick and balls. Pramila licked her lips as her eyes took in the full beauty of her son's buttocks, perfectly proportioned at the tops of his young sturdy legs, finely honed by years of playing Aussie rules football, and cupped the firm unsagging cheeks deftly in her soft gentle hands.

Mark's moaned silently to himself as he enjoyed yet again his own mother touching up his arse, the moans becoming audible as Pramila leaned in and began to cover his buttocks in lots of loving little kisses while, at the same Milinde, running a forefinger up and down the long cleft of his crack.

"Fuck, mum," Raja breathed huskily, "you really love arse, don't you?"

"Especially yours, my baby," replied Pramila without a moment's hesitation, "bend over, sweetheart, you know what I want."

Raja certainly did and arched his body forward so that his bottom stood out hard and firm for his mother's inspection. He quickly clasped his right buttock with his hand and pulled it to one side, exposing the long slit of his arsehole while, with his left hand, he pummelled his cock through his legs, his balls crunching up in the process.

"That look nice, mum?"

"Do I really need to answer that, sweetheart?"

Raja wanked his cock through his legs, he loved exhibiting himself to the lady that had brought him into the world. He was uncircumcised but he'd peeled back his foreskin so thoroughly it had all but disappeared and the hard nub of his knobhead poked through his legs and Pramila rubbed her tits with one hand and fingered her pussy with the other as she again surveyed the mesmerising sight in front of her, as she had done countless Milindes before.

Pramila leaned in and sucked Raja into her mouth again, then worked her tongue up over his balls and the space between them and her son's arsehole. Raja let go of his cock and grabbed his left buttock and pulled that to one side too, spreading both his cheeks and Pramila, whistling with pride and admiration, sent her tongue deep into her offspring's hole, as expert an arse licker as she was a cock sucker.

"Yeah, lick that aese, mum," Raja said, thrilling yet to again to the sheer bliss of Pramila running her expert tongue up and down his crack and diving its tip deep into his hole, "your tongue feels so fucking hot."

After ten minutes rimming her son's arse in the kitchen, Pramila and Raja moved back out into the garden and were soon locked in a passionate sixty-nine, Raja flat on his back on the scorched lawn and Pramila on top of him with her feet round his head and her own head buried between Raja's legs. Raja's tongue seemed to spring from his mouth of its own free will, catapult-like as he lapped eagerly at Pramila's juicy cunt, working his way along the groove of her gash and pulling her arse cheeks apart to expose her cute pink rosebud.

"Mmmm, yeah, mmmm!" cried Raja as his hungry tongue explored yet again every fold of his mum's pussy before finding his favourite part of her love box, her aroused clit which was slick and wet with pussy juice as it found its way through the fronds of Pramila's pubic hair to make physical contact with Raja's tongue. There was nothing quite like sex in the great outdoors on a hot Sunday afternoon, they both knew, and Raja's grunts of pleasure were met every step of the way by Pramila groaning as her head went down on her offspring's cock.

Raja threw his legs back in the air as he and Pramila writhed together as one, the sweat pouring off them, every now and then Pramila abandoning Raja's cock to treat his balls to a good long slurp of her tongue. The heavy sacs were as drenched in sweat as the rest of Raja's body and Pramila breathed in deeply as she licked jubilantly away at them, enjoying the manly scent that came in waves from Raja's pubic region.

Mark, fot his part, was making a real meal of Pramila's clit and then, to her delight, lifted his head and ran his tongue up to her arsehole, the tip deep inside and sending red hot flames of passion zipping through Pramila's anus.

"Oh, my beautiful son!" Pramila cried, lifting her head from Raja's balls and raising it high in the air as her son rimmed her arsehole, "don't stop, this is just so fucking HOT!"

Pramila smiled over her shoulder at Raja and then lowered her head again, grabbing hold of Raja's legs and somehow or other managing to maneouvre them until they were across her shoulders. Then she lowered her head again, swiping her tongue quickly over his prick and balls as she feasted her eyes on Raja's lovingly exposed arsehole. His fuck box was fully open to her inspection and, at that moment, Pramila didn't think she could love her son any more if she tried as she stuck out her tongue and sent it deep into Raja's arsehole, her excitement reaching up further to the cloudless azure blue sky as Raja responded to the invasion of her tongue in his arse with a loud grunt of pleasure.

So loud, in fact, that neither of them heard the car pulling up in the drive or the doors being closed quietly as Sheetal, Ravinder and Milind arrived, the three of them grateful the traffic had been light, enabling them to get to where the fun was without too much delay ...

 

[a017atha]

Chapter 3

"Well, what the fuck have we got here?" said Ravinder, after he, Sheetal and Milind had walked quietly up the garden path, the sounds of the action coming loud and clear as they turned into the garden itself. Ravinder licked his lips at the sight of Raja and Pramila still embroiled in a passionate sixty-nine and then smiled at his wife and son before turning his gaze back to his sister-in-law and nephew writhing around together on the sun-baked lawn. "Anyone'd think this was a sex party," giggled Ravinder and Sheetal's son Milind, grinning with a wicked leer at his aunt and cousin.

Raja and Pramila rolled off each other and smiled across at their relations, Pramila's smile growing broader at the sight of her adored sister. Though Pramila's marriage hadn't worked out, she was pleased that Sheetal's had and that she, Ravinder and Milind were clearly only too happy together.

Raja and Pramila stood up, feeling no embarrassment in their full frontal nudity. Ravinder and his son Milind were both dressed in white T-shirts and matching white shorts, tight round their packages and arses, having dressed for the weather and they were already both sporting formidable tents in the fronts of the shorts. Sheetal was similarly attired, her top stretched taut across her tits so that they stood out provocatively.

"Oh, we're so pleased to see you," said Pramila, giving first Sheetal a hug and then Ravinder and Milind while Raja likewise greeted his aunt, uncle and cousin in similar fashion, causing Sheetal to gasp as Raja's big exposed cock pressed itself up against her midriff and she reached out a hand to fondle it. Pramila, similarly, was enthusiastically fondling Ravinder's and Milind's bulges through their shorts.

"My goodness," said Pramila, "looks like you two are ready for some action."

"You never spoke a truer word, aunt Pramila," giggled Milind who was a year younger than Raja and, similarly, over six foot tall and handsome in every way with it. It was small wonder, Pramila mused, that Sheetal and Ravinder were as proud of their sexy horny son as she was of hers.

"Those tits of yours are simply awesome," Milind went on, licking his lips, unable to take his eyes away from Pramila's firm round jugs and groping his package as he looked forward to getting his tongue around them - and more, besides.

"I think we're somewhat overdressed, don't you?" said Sheetal to her husband and son, "we're probably making Pramila and Mark feel uncomfortable."

"You can never do that, aunt Sheetal," said Raja, reaching out a hand and groping Pramila's sisters tits through her top, "its great to see you, you're so fucking hot."

"Yeah," said Ravinder, pleased to hear Raja pay his wife such a heartfelt compliment and mesmerised by the sight of his nephew touching up Sheetal's tits, Sheetal moaning softly to herself to show her pleasure, "and your mum is fucking hot, too. A couple of right yummy mummies, the pair of them."

"Oh Ravinder," giggled Pramila, "you say the cutest things someMilindes."

Milind was getting tired with the small talk, he was never one to rest back on his laurels and liked to get down to business immediately. He had been expertly educated in all forms of sex from his loving doting parents, the three of them had done many threesomes since Milind turned eighteen when he became old enough to join in, and great as those sessions were, he enjoyed sex even more when he and his mum and dad got together with Pramila and Raja.

"What are we still doing in our clothes, then?" Milind said, before the others could carry on with what, in his eyes, amounted to another meeting of their mutual admiration society, "if I ain't careful, my cock is going to burst through in a moment and ruin a good pair of shorts."

"Get 'em off then, son," said Ravinder, who had shifted his gaze from Sheetal and Raja to admire his son's hard tight arse, "though I'm sure with all the tight shorts you've got, young man, ruining one pair won't matter."

"What will I go home in, then, dad?" said Milind, staring incredulously at Ravinder.

"I'm sure Raja could lend you a pair," said Pramila, giggling.

Milind didn't wait to hear if Raja could or couldn't, he wasn't going to waste any more Milinde and lifted his T-shirt over his head and dropped his shorts, not caring where the garments landed, and then stood naked in front of his parents and his aunt and cousin. His hard cock was amazing, he had certainly taken after his father Ravinder in that respect, a fact proved beyond doubt when Ravinder quickly removed his clothes in his son's wake and turned to stand next to him and they began fondling their proud appendages in their hands.

"Well," said Sheetal, "if you can't beat 'em, join em."

"Here, aunt Sheetal," said Raja, "let me help you."

"Oh, thank you, Raja," said Sheetal, "you are a gentleman."

Ravinder and Milind exchanged bemused glances, raising their eyebrows to each other and Pramila grinned too, as Raja moved in to stand behind his aunt and unzipped her top, pulling it over her head and allowing Sheetal's breasts, almost a carbon copy of Pramila's, to swing free. Then Raja dropped to his knees and inserted his thumbs in Sheetal's shorts and tugged them down, flinging them carelessly across the garden with a quick flick of his hand.

"That's better, honey," said Ravinder, "none of us recognised you with your clothes on."

"Oh funny ha ha!" retorted Sheetal, "that one went out with horse-drawn carriages."

"Fucking hell, Milind," said Raja, smiling at his cousin and likewise eager to get on with things rather than listen to a further round of ribald friendly banter, "your mum is fantastic."

"So is your mum," replied Milind, moving in and Pramila smiled happily as Milind declined his head and began to slurp his tongue over his aunt's boobs while Sheetal took Mark's hand and lead him over to the sun lounge where, hours earlier, Raja had ravished his mother.

"This is just SO hot!" said Ravinder, his hand gripped tightly to his fat pole as he stood back and resumed masturbating, his eyes darting about all over the place, not wanting to miss any of the action. He'd had a good fuck with his wife that morning, and he and Milind had fucked each other at another of their daily threesomes the night before, so he was in no hurry at the moment and happy to become a beautiful watcher for the immediate Milinde being, at least. It was just so nice to watch the two young men swapping mothers ...

 

[a017atha]

Chapter 4

Sheetal lead Raja over to the sun lounge where she planted her arse, lay back and lifted her legs in the air.

"Come and lick me, Raja," she said and the young man immediately dropped to his knees in front of his aunt, his eyes on stalks as Sheetal spread her legs so wide, parting her labia with her hands, he could see every single little detail of her fuck hole. Milind was still sucking and licking Pramila's tits, alternating between each one and running his tongue along his aunt's cleavage while Ravinder was showing off his masturbation technique, his big balls slapping against the insides of his legs as he pumped his prick.

Raja turned his head to smile at his mother and cousin. "Hey, you two," he said, "why don't you come over here next to us?"

"Come on, aunt Pramila," said Milind, "let me lick you where it really counts."

"This must be my birthday," giggled Pramila as she and Milind hurried over to the second sun lounge adjacent to the one that was creaking and groaning under Sheetal's weight, not that she was large by any stretch of the imagination, quite the opposite in fact, almost petite.

"Yeah," said Raja smiling as Pramila made herself as comfortable as she could, spreading her legs wide as her sister had done, "this is gonna be a great afternoon."

"Sure fucking is," said Milind, "you lick my mum, Raja, and I'll lick yours."

"Yummy mummies," Ravinder murmured again to himself as he moved in to get a closer look, his mouth drooling as, simultaneously, Raja and Milind plunged their tongues into their aunt's pussies and began to lap at them hungrily and expertly so that Sheetal and Pramila's screams filled the hot stifling air of what had become a beautiful day in more ways than one.

The two young men were beside themselves with excitement, they both loved licking their lady kin's love boxes and were determined to give Pramila and Sheetal the maximum amount of pleasure that they had in their possession. Milind had spent a good deal of the previous evening and a fair amount of Milinde that morning licking Sheetal's pussy, as well as fucking her in both her cunt and arse while his father watched and, as much as he loved and revered his mother and being the provider of so much pleasure for her, it felt really good to get his tongue around his aunt's pussy, as it was for Raja too as Sheetal's clit responded to the invasion and began to rise up through the folds of her pussy skin to greet her nephew's hot incestuous tongue.

"We certainly trained our boys right, eh, sis?" said Sheetal, turning to smile at Pramila on the adjacent sun lounge.

"We sure fucking did," agreed Pramila, placing her hands on Milind's head to draw him in as close as he could get. Both he and Raja had their noses well and truly buried in the ladies' steaming muffs and were breathing in their heady feminine aroma as their tongues became coated in reams of hot pussy juice.

Birds swooped and dived from the trees and the rooftops, every now and then pausing on the ground around the humans as if stopping to have a look at what was going on, before flying off again to disappear forever into the wide blue yonder. A soft and momentary breeze ruffled the branches for a few seconds before whirling away as quickly as it had arrived but the hardcore family were too lost in a world of sex and love to even notice what the elements were doing.

As Raja continued to lap at Sheetal's cunt, Milind released his tongue from Pramila's hole and climbed up over her, straddling his legs either side of the sun lounge and holding his cock in front of his aunt's face.

"Suck on this, aunt Pramila," he said, smiling over his shoulder at his father who was wanking and watching with keen attentive eyes, "this hard-on of mine really needs some expert attention."

"Fucking hell!" said Ravinder, looking at his son engaged with his sister-in-law and his wife with his nephew, "I've heard of wife-swapping parties but son-swapping parties has gotta be a new one, I'm sure."

"You know us, dad," said Milind, grinning over his shoulder at Ravinder as he waited patiently for Pramila to start the blowjob, "we're first with everything."

"Trend-setters," said Ravinder and giggled like a schoolboy at his own feeble joke.

Pramila licked her lips at the sight of Milind standing across her holding his cock in his hand, the glans exposed through his pulled-back foreskin and his balls dangling in his sweaty pubes. It was, indeed, a beautiful cock, Pramila knew, but her bias still leaned in favour of Raja for obvious reasons.

"Yeah, go on, Pramila," said Ravinder, moving in and stroking Milind's delightfully firm and well-rounded arse cheeks with his left hand while still keeping his right wrapped firmly around his cock. Milind looked again over his shoulder as he felt his father's hand on his bum and leaned in towards him, Ravinder leaning in too, both father and son puckering their lips before locking them together in a long incestuous gay snog. The sight of her brother-in-law touching up his son's arse and kissing him at the same Milinde spurred Pramila on and she lifted her head and quickly took Milind inside, swallowing her nephew's delicious cock right up to his balls.

"Mmmm, mmmm!" managed Pramila as she all but choked on Milind's fat rod. Ravinder and his son were still snogging like mad as Ravinder uncupped his hand from Milind's buns and began to insert his forefinger into the young man's arsehole.

Milind was miles away from the real world now, with his father finger-fucking his bum, their tongues in each other's mouths and his cock temporarily trapped inside Pramila's mouth. Sheetal, still with her pussy fully surrendered to the onslaught from Raja's talented tongue, glanced across and smiled at the sight of her husband finger-fucking their son and her sister giving him what was obviously a killer blowjob, judging by the faraway look in Milind's eyes ...

 

[a017atha]

Chapter 5
Raja looked up at Sheetal and smiled, his face smeared in her juices from his prolonged lapping at her cunt. Pramila was sucking Milind like there was only half an hour or so before the world came to the end and determined to make the most of it until they were all blasted into oblivion and Sheetal wasn't going to be outdone, grinning at Raja with a lustful look on her face. Raja had seen a very similar look from his mother too many Milindes before not to realise what it meant and he stood up and moved into position as Milind had done, placing his legs either side of the sun lounge and offering his aunt his cock as he moved in close.

Ravinder was still fingering Milind's arsehole while the young man continued to get his cock well and truly serviced by Pramila's experienced and very talented mouth but both father and son turned their heads as they heard the gagging sounds coming from the other lounge. Raja had thrown his head back in the air, his eyes screwed tightly shut, as his much-loved aunt Sheetal treated him to another of her sizzling blowjobs.

"That's the way, honey," said Ravinder, "show him you can suck cock just as good as his mum can."

"We ain't in competition with each other, uncle Ravinder," said Raja, in all seriousness and Ravinder held up his hands in apology.

"Sorry, lad, you know what I mean."

Raja wasn't too sure if he did but he decided to let the matter pass. Ravinder removed his finger from Milind's arsehole and signified with his eyes to change position. Thanks to the many threesomes he had done with his parents, Milind was as big a pro now as his parents were, as well as his aunt and cousin, and he knew instinctively what his father wanted.

Smiling at Ravinder, Milind lifted his right leg over Pramila's face, turning his back to her and spreading his arse cheeks to show his aunt his arsehole and Pramila didn't waste a second in lifting her head and sending her tongue deep into its sweaty depths. She loved rimming, making sure she always licked Raja's hole out whenever they were alone together, usually as a thank you present for him giving her another great fuck. Now, however, the sight of Milind's spread cheeks and his twitching arsehole was just so inviting, Pramila couldn't resist and Milind moaned happily as her tongue worked its way up and down the cleft between his tremendous buttocks.

"That good son?" said Ravinder, climbing over the sun lounge too and holding his cock in front of his son's face."

"Sure fucking is, dad," replied Milind, enjoying the tickling sensations zooming up and into his arsehole from his aunt's incredible tongue and smiling happily as Ravinder moved in closer. Again, Milind knew just what Ravinder was after and he opened his mouth and swallowed his father's cock in one gulp and Ravinder sighed with contentment, smiling proudly down at the young man who, Ravinder never stopped reminding himself, had happily and thankfully inherited his own love of hot kinky sex.

Sheetal was still gagging on Raja's rod and watching, out the sides of her eyes, her son getting rimmed by her sister while he sucked her husband. The sight of her sister with her tongue firmly embedded in Milind's spectacular arsehole was better than any picture or scene that the family had in their collection of porno mags and DVDs and Sheetal's love and pride in her son swelled accordingly.

The family sucked and rimmed together for a good half an hour, Ravinder moving round next to his sister-in-law to takeover rimming Milind's arsehole from Pramila. Sheetal would have liked to have joined forces with her sister and given Raja's arse a lick but she was enjoying having his cock in her mouth too much while Pramila slithered her way down the bed until she was inbetween Milind's legs, looking up to watch the young man getting his hole plundered by his father's hot tongue.

"Grrrr!" grunted Milind as the tip of Ravinder's tongue felt like a red hot poker in his arse, "I ain't gonna last much fucking longer."

He didn't last any longer at all, in fact. With Ravinder's tongue still deep in his arse, Milind let out a loud cry and came over Pramila's tits and midriff, coating her in several ribbons of thick white sperm. Sheetal was still making love to Raja's cock with her expert mouth but somehow, through the twinkle in her eyes, managed to show Milind how pleased she was that he had shot a nice big load over her sister.

"Ooh, yes!" squealed Pramila, as the top half of her body became smothered in the warm jets until Milind's balls were fully drained, "this is superb."

"Sure fucking is, aunt Pramila," replied Milind, feeling immensely proud of himself as he always did when he shot a nice big load, especially when he came over an equally horny member of his family.

Ravinder pulled his tongue from Milind's arse to watch his son's spectacular explosion, giving his cock a tug and sending several long hot ribbons of his own over Milind's silky athletic-looking buttocks. Sheetal was still gagging on Raja's cock as Pramila gave herself another round of orgasms, basking in the warmth of her nephew's spunk on her tits and cluttering up her navel while Ravinder's spunk ran over his son's arse cheeks and down his crack to the tops of the backs his legs.

"Over to you now, lad," said Ravinder to Raja, when he, Milind and Pramila had got their breaths back and they shifted themselves from the sun lounge and gathered round to watch Raja shoot his load over his aunt. Milind and Pramila were still covered in sperm but they made no attempt to wipe it off and Ravinder couldn't resist another look at Yim's arse to pride himself at having given his son such an enormous helping of paternal cream.

"This has been fucking brilliant," Sheetal said as she released Raja's cock from her mouth, "sucking and getting cummed on by my fabulous nephew."

"Yeah, mum," said Milind, wanking his cock again even though he had shot his load barely two minutes earlier, "it was a great idea Raja and me swapping mums, eh?"

"Bloody well was," said Pramila, kissing her nephew on the lips, "and we ain't through yet. My pussy needs another good seeing to and I'd be only too happy if you'd oblige."

"I sure will, aunt Pramila," said Milind and Ravinder clapped his son round the shoulders and kissed him again on the lips.

"Good one, son," he said, "and you can fuck my arse too later."

"I'd be proud to, dad," said Milind.

They turned their attention back to Sheetal and Raja. Sheetal, as Pramila had done, was in the throes of her orgasm while, seconds later, Raja again threw back his head and let out a loud groan to signify his own approaching orgasm. Notwithstanding that he had already shot a gargantuan load in his mother's pussy earlier that afternoon, his balls were now sufficiently replenished to treat his aunt to a vast helping as well.

"Yeah, give it to me," Sheetal said, scrambling to her knees on the sun lounge, her pussy still dripping juice, "I want to feel every drop."

Raja gave one further tug to his cock and then came in another rich load which, if anything, was even more plentiful than that which he'd given his mother earlier. His aunt rubbed her tits together as the long thick rivers of gooey sperm splodged down on them, lifting her head to take a few more spurts on her face, and Pramila, Ravinder and Milind applauded Raja for his once again magnificent cumshot, Pramila shouting and clapping the loudest, as pleased as punch that her son had given her sister so much spunk ...

 

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Chapter 6.

"Really great you guys called today," said Raja as he rested back on his legs moments later with his spent cock in his hand, his drained balls taut in his pubes, "it certainly spiced things up, eh mum?"

"Certainly did, sweetheart," said Pramila, "not that we can't spice things up together on our own, of course."

"Of course not, mum," said Raja, grinning.

They went inside as much for respite from the hot Australian sun as to relax from their physical high jinks, Pramila handing round ice cold drinks from the fridge which they all sipped gratefully. Pramila, Sheetal and Milind headed for the bathroom to clean themselves up while Raja and Ravinder collapsed into the comfy atmchairs of a revently-purchased three piece suite.

"Don't forget I want you to fuck me, Milind," said Pramila, twenty minutes or so later when Sheetal and her son and sister had returned from the bathroom and they had all relaxed sufficiently, "you too, Ravinder."

"Oh good," laughed Ravinder, "I'm glad I get to have a bite of the cherry, too."

"You'd both better be gentle with her," said Raja, folding himself into Pramila's naked arms on the sofa, "mum is the most precious lady in the world."

"We'll be gentle, all right," said Ravinder. "Won't we, Milind?"

"Of course we will, dad," replied Milind, "and Raja better be gentle with mum, too."

"I will be," said Raja.

"Come on, then," said Ravinder, "let's go outside again, then you boys can swap your mums all over again."

"Yeah," said Pramila, "and when we've done that, if you men have still got enough energy left, my sister and I would like to watch you in action, wouldn't we, Sheetal?"

"That's right," said Sheetal, and then, speaking to Pramila as if the men were deaf, "Ravinder and Milind can fuck whenever they like but Raja doesn't often get to take cock up his arse, I'm sure, nor get that lovely big cock of his up another man, neither."

"You're right there, aunt Sheetal," said Raja, making it clear he and the other men had heard, "those fucks Milind and Ravinder gave me a couple of weeks ago when you last visited were superb."

"As was the one you gave me, Raja," said Milind, patting his arse to draw attention to it, just in case anyone should be in any doubt what he was on about.

"Superb to watch too, sweetheart," said Pramila, as a mental image of her son getting fucked by her nephew and brother-in-law one after the other came to her.

"Thanks, mum," said Raja, "I'm glad you enjoyed the all-male fuck show."

"We sure fucking did," said Pramila, "eh, Sheetal?"

"Bloody right we did," enthused Sheetal in full agreement with her sister.

"Yes, well we'll see what we can do," said Ravinder, impatient to get on with round two of the day's activities, "but you ladies were both gagging for a fuck so why don't we get on with that first?"

"Lead on, Milind!" said Sheetal and everyone laughed.

Still laughing, the five family members joined hands and Ravinder lead them out into the garden where the evening shadows were finally starting to close in on what had been a glorious day. Sheetal sucked hard on Raja's cock for a good five minutes while Pramila went down on Milind, the young men smiling at each other as their aunts went to work again.

Ravinder was beside himself with excitement as he watched his wife sucking his nephew and his sister-in-law sucking his son.

"Fucking hot," he murmured as he held his stiff pole in his hand, happy to bide his time until he got the chance, as he knew he would, to suck the lads himself and they suck him, as well as giving both ladies a really good seeing to and get to feel his son and nephew's cocks in his arse, too.

"Let's see you fuck your aunts, lads," said Ravinder and the ladies quickly scrambled themselves into position on the sun lounges on their hands and knees with their arses in the air and their legs spread wide. Raja lined up behind Sheetal and Milind behind Pramila, their handsome cocks primed and ready for action.

"Go for it, lads," said Ravinder and he stood back and once again started to masturbate, a smile mixed with pride and lust as he watched his son and nephew slide their torpedoes deep into each other's mother's tight greasy cunts ...

 

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