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My Family

by linus_sunil 07/13/05

I am a boy 21 in age with 5 feet 8 inches height and studying in college. My mom's name is Riya and is just 41 since she had me when only to0. My dad is 50 and is always busy with his high corporate job. Ever since I was a child I found that mom felt alone. To kill her time she would often go out with her friends or to our relatives' places.

My mom is a very beautiful typical Bengali lady whose world revolved around her husband, son (me) and her household. I had two uncles (brothers of dad) who would often come to visit us and they would always ogle at mom and she felt very uneasy in their presence.

My mom always dressed conservatively just as Bengali women do. In daytime she always wore a saree and blouse which covered up everything. At night however she would either wear just the saree loosely wrapped around her or change into a nightie. On summer nights she used to sleep with just a saree loosely wrapped around her without any blouse or petticoat.

As a child I used to sleep with my parents and often on summer nights I found that my mom's breasts were totally naked in front of my eyes. Her breasts were big nice round and heavy capped with rusty red aureoles and nice nipples that were like peas and at times I would just put my mouth on one of her nipples and start sucking them and then fall asleep like that. My mom never seemed to mind. Most of the time I too shed my clothes and slept with my parents naked as I was just a child and had nothing to be ashamed of. At times mom would fondle and tickle my small cock to make me sleep.

Though my mom was very conservative, yet she had her share of peculiarities. I had an ayah (nanny) who was around 50. She too was a nice woman, a very warm person with a nice set of boobs and a really big ass. Her boobs would jiggle as she moved because her boobs were too big to be kept at bay in her bra. Though I had this ayah, my mom would almost always bathe me as Bengali women usually do to their sons. This was when I was a child and it continued till my seventh standard. My bathing used to be a long drawn process. First my ayah would make me naked and then massage oil on my whole body. She would take my small nunu (cock) in her hands, draw back the foreskin and put oil there and then draw the skin back. It always felt nice.

Then mom would take me to the bathroom and once there she would remove her saree and blouse. Her boobs would stand out like two big mountains out of her bra and she would hitch her petticoat to her knees and then bathe me. At times she would get rid of the bra too and be in just her petticoat or at times her panty. She would be extra careful around my cock. She would gently take it in her hands, softly remove the skin and put soap there and also my scrotum and then wash me thoroughly. Once every week she would also put some baby oil on my tool after bathing me and then kiss it lightly.

At times while bathing me she would just shed her bra and panty also and get fully naked and then start taking her bath with me. I used to get a thrill out of it seeing my naked mom bath with me. Her wet boobs looked so nice and her nipples always became erect like two hard peas and I would often take a bite at one of her nipples and she would lovingly scold me saying that I was a very naughty boy. On such occasions while she would soap me I would be busy feeling and pumping her boobs or playing with her nips. Then she would stand up and I would stare at the place between her thighs. There I was amazed at the nice dense bush full with glossy black hair. I would just stare at her bush and she would ask me what I was looking at. I used to ask her about her having hair between her thighs while I had none. She would laugh and say, " Wait for a few years and you too would be having a nice bush between your legs". Then she would soap her bush and boobs and ask me to put soap on her ass. I would happily comply with her wish and while doing so I would slip my hand from her ass to her bush and get a nice feel of it. Mom would just grab my hands between her thighs and press them tightly and after our bath would kiss my tool and fondle it.

My ayah was equally sexy if not more. Everyone called her Shonadi. When mom went to her friends or relatives' places she would stay without her blouse. I would return from school and see her with her big tits swaying to and fro. I would lick them or play with them for sometime. She would return to her home after the evening. But on certain days when my mom would be away to her parents' place for the night , Shonadi would stay for the night to take care of me and dad.

My Dad

One day when I was eleven years old I returned from school earlier than usual. Mom was out with her friends. I found that the door was not locked and so I went straight in. I went upstairs to my room where ayah was supposed to be having her afternoon nap. Ayah was not there. Instead I heard sounds coming from my parents' room. I went there without making any sound. The door was open a crack. What I saw through the crack just amazed me.

Clothes were strewn across the floor and there were two naked people on the bed. I saw my naked dad pumping wildly his large cock inside a very large pussy. His cock would come out almost totally and then he would push it in all the way up to his balls. From that I saw that dad had a very big tool, about eight inches and a very big sack that resembled that of a bull that hung between his thighs and swayed wildly as he pumped the woman. I could only make out the legs, thighs and the pussy of the woman. My dad's body was covering the upper part of the woman. But I knew that it could not be mom as my mom had very fair legs and thighs while this woman had dark ones. Moreover the woman seemed heavier than mom. I wondered if it was Shonadi.

The room was filled with the smell of sex and their sounds, groans and moans. Then I heard Shonadi's voice telling dad to push harder:

" Aro jore thap dao amar gud ta phatiye dao chude chude" (pump harder, tear my pussy apart).

" Saali chudmarani aaj ami tor gud ta phatiye debo" (you fucking slut I will tear your pussy today) dad said.

" Ahhhhhh chod amake chod...chude amake sukh de, amar jal berie jabe aro jore thap de" (fuck me faster I can't hold any longer I am going to cum)

Then I saw dad lift up his body and start fucking Shonadi even more furiously. He was kneading her big boobs. The big fleshy mounds were bouncing up and down and dad was kneading them mercilessly. Her nipples were so pointed that I thought that they were going to burst. Suddenly Shonadi gave out a loud cry and saw her stiffen up. She just had her orgasm. Her eyes were glazed for a few moments and then I saw her smiling. She was saying, "Shala chodonbaj lok amar guder maal ber kore dili to ebar amar maal take khe neye ar porishkar kore de amar gud take. Chosh shala amar gud ta chosh." (You fucker you have made me cum so now eat my cunt and lick my pussy and clean it well.)

Dad was still ploughing roughly inside that big slit and Shonadi reached her hands behind and grabbed dad's ass cheeks and pulled him inside her more. She was digging her nails into dad's flesh and urging him to tear her cunt apart. Dad was grunting loudly and was nearing his climax when I saw Shonadi reach below and clutch his swaying balls with her hand. He gave out a cry and stopped pumping and said, "Shali gudmarani amar bichi gulo ke ki phatiye dibi naki. Amar maal berote jachilo amon somoy amar bichi tipe dili keno?" (You whore are you thinking of bursting my eggs. I was going to cum and you just stopped me in the middle.)

Shonadi laughed and said, "Tui shala khose gele amar gud je shukh pabe na. arek bar amake chudbe tarpor tor maal phelte debo amar gude. Chal amar gud ta chuse de to jolche gudta." (If you came just now who the fuck will satisfy my hole. I am not yet done. Fuck me once more or else I won't let you spend your seed in me. Now stop talking and eat my cunt, it's burning.)

Like an obedient servant dad took out his stiffie from her cunt and getting on his knees started to lick her cunt. He had spread her thighs and was rubbing her clit as he lapped up her juices. I saw shonadi playing with her big globes and writhe on the bed. She was moving her hips so much that dad was having a difficult time keeping his head buried in her snatch. I could see dad's tongue going in and coming out of her wet hole. Suddenly I saw shonadi reach below and press dad's head on her snatch firmly and dad seemed to be drinking her juices to his fill. Finally dad stopped his tongue fucking and coming up said, "Are amar gudmarani Shonadi ebar tomar gude amar maal phelte debe to naki. Nao amar dhon take hate dhoro ar gude dhukiye dao, ar dhore rakhte parchi na maal take phelte dao." (My dear whore now will you let me pump my seed in your pussy? Come on take my meat and take me inside, don't wait, I want to cum.)

Shonadi quickly took dad's organ in her hands and pulled him inside her hole. Dad slumped on shonadi's boobs as he plunged inside her. Now he began pumping fast as he could hardly wait to release his spunk inside her hot cunt. Shonadi reached behind and grabbing hold of his cheeks she separated them and then I saw her finger slowly go inside dad's shithole. She moved her finger in and out of it and I heard dad groan I pleasure as she fucked his ass with her long, slender finger.

Dad couldn't keep up with the assault any longer and he came with a loud moan. His hips bucked back and forth for a few minutes and then slowly he lied down on Shonadi. She was now smiling and said,

" Ei tomar raush chere dile ato taratari ami to bhabchilam arekbar choda chudi hobe" (oh you have spent so quickly, I was thinking of another fuck).

" Amar gudmarani Shonadi tomar ki ekbar choda te hoena...saali kato bar gud marabi dine? Barite giye to abar tor dewar ke diye gud marabi. Saali tor khide to kam noy" (My dear fuck slut don't you get satisfied with a single fuck? How many times do you want to get laid in a day? You will go home and then get fucked by your brother-in-law. Your hunger is too much)

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