My son was fully into Vini, positioning himself perfectly and relishing her abundant mounds. His palms and fingers sank in them. He groaned in pleasure, “Oh, Vini aunty, you’re softer than I ever imagined. It feels heavenly to squeeze your boobs.”
“Don’t call me Aunty Joy, say Vini or Vineeta. Squeeze them to your heart’s content. I’m all yours now.”
Her sensual drawl stoked the fireball of lust in Joy. “I’ll call you Vineeta. Damn, your nipples are so erect.”
“Go ahead and suck them, Joy,” and added with a heavy seductive tone, “Don’t you want to suck my boobs?”
Rick gasped on hearing that and eyed his thoroughly aroused member twitch remarkably. It made my cunt squirm in a circular, spiraling motion.
“Yes, Vineeta, I do,” Joy replied fervently.
“Then what are you waiting for? Come, baby, have milk.”
She finished the sentence by thrusting her boobs with her palms towards his hungry salivating mouth.
“Damn, mom.” Rick rasped. I relished the sight of his cock twitching violently again. I was clamoring to pull down his jeans and grab his meaty pole and shove it deep down my throat. What a cock craving slut I’ve transformed into. Even the back of my throat was itching to be pounded by a heavy cock head.
Joy opened his mouth wide and gobbled in the left boob as much as he could. Joy started suckling on it like a restless calf nudging wantonly at the udders of a laden milk cow.
“Way to go, Joy,” Rick whispered in a muffled voice but loud enough to reach everyone’s ears. It brought a smile to Vini’s face. Mother and son’s eyes met with mutual admiration. This was just the beginning and already getting too hot to handle.
What will I do when Vini starts fucking Joy along with her son? My pussy was considerably wet. I had never felt so horny before. Oh, Joy, what a cock hungry slut of the highest order you’ve turned your mother into. But thanks a ton for doing so.
Joy had reached a frantic rhythm, gorging Vini’s boobs, alternately taking both in his mouth. His skilled tongue flicked the hard erect. Juicy nipples made her moan loud enough to suck harder and faster.
“Joy does suck boobs rather well, aunty,” Rick commented, looking at me.
“Yes, he’s good at it. Wait till he goes down on your mom.”
“Uff, I can wait for it, aunty.”
“Be patient. Dear, real pleasure does not come in an instant.”
“That’s invaluable advice, aunty.”
Vini’s hands were grabbing Joy’s hair and rubbing all over his back, and her moans were getting louder. “Yes, Joy, keep sucking my boobs as much as you want. Sonali, your boy sure knows how to suck boobs.” My motherly heart swelled with pride and I decided to take things forward.
“Vini, I think Rick should join. You get your boobs sucked by these two young studs. Let’s start your threesome debut. Go on, and Rick, give the time of her life to your mother.”
Joy lifted his head and gave a loud approval. “Come on, Rick, that’s why we are here.”
Little did I know then what the imminent future had in store for us. Rick threw away his t-shirt, giving me an arousing view of his muscled torso and strong arms. He rushed to the bed. All hell was going to break loose.
“Ah, thanks, mom and Joy for the invitation. It was getting too hard to look on.”
“Come on, man, let’s feed on your mom’s gorgeous boobs.”
Rick grabbed the right and Joy continued with the left. They achieved the perfect rhythm and the suckling notes amalgamated with the deep moans. Vini’s uncontrollable utterances of ecstasy circulated throughout the room. It exuded primitive warmth in my veins.
For the first time in her life, Vini was with two men. I was sure her cunt was churning like a whirlpool. Her gasps of ecstasy were becoming louder. Her palms kept incoherently grabbing their hair. I was sanguine that Vini’s cunt must be dripping like squelched litchi.
Only a woman can feel the pleasure another woman might be experiencing in the proximity of two men simultaneously. Given a chance by society, many women would have gladly kept multiple husbands.
“Enjoying it, boys?” Vini enquired between her incessant growls of ecstasy.
“Of course, Vineeta, better than I ever imagined.”
“Yes, mom. Keep telling us what to do.”
“Joy would you like me to remove the saree from down there?” she queried with a coyness. This is a typical feminine thing. A woman might have fucked innumerable men. But when it comes to baring her pussy to a new man, a sense of coyness invariably creeps up unless she is a professional harlot.
“Let me save you the trouble and unravel your bower of bliss.” Joy alluded to the Elizabethan poet. Disassociating from her breasts, he perched himself comfortably between her legs. His eager lusty hands aimed for the pleats of her black chiffon saree.
“Don’t let Vineeta feel my departure from her heavenly breasts, Rick. Keep those engaged.” He dictated in an authoritative note.
“With pleasure, Joy, nothing quite beats mom’s boobs.” He started gulping her boobs alternatively. Rick had mastered the tongue flicks on the nipples. He applied them skillfully enough to restart Vini’s groans of pleasure. She was getting the time of her life already.
I found myself craving for Rick’s mouth and tongue slobbering over my boobs. But I wondered whether he would relish my comparatively smaller ones. Joy undid her saree with practiced ease unraveling Vini’s fluffy pussy concealed by a sheer lacy panty.
Joy could not suppress his admiration. “Wow Vineeta, those are the sexiest panties I’ve ever laid my eyes upon. But unfortunately, the best of panties are meant to be taken off.”
Vineeta giggled. It sounded out of the world as it gave a welcome break from her moans. Indeed Vini’s choices in undergarments are top-notch. Any man could cum in his pants just by laying eyes on her panties.
Joy, smacking his lips, commented, “If your panties are so damn sexy, I am wondering how sexy would that be, which it is concealing.” Vini replied with her sexy drawl, “Why don’t you find out for yourself?” She parted her leg wide in the most inviting manner possible.
Rick was intrigued by the tone. He moved away from the boobs and sat upright. “Mom, sorry for the halt, but I’ve got to watch this. For the first time, your cunt will be visible to someone outside the family.”
“No issues, son, watch whatever you want, do whatever you want. The same applies to you too, Joy. I am fully at your disposal, boys. Give me the fuck of my life.” Joy bent down over Vini’s navel and guided his slithery tongue deep in it, making her sigh involuntarily.
He circled that tongue in and around the navel, making her throw up her arms and moan deeply. He had applied the same maneuvers innumerable times. I could empathize with the sensations that were overwhelming Vini. Joy started going down towards her crotch, applying licks over her abdomen.
Vini’s abdomen is the epitome of what Southie movies and soft porn makers would invest crores on. She just had the perfect amount of flesh and fat on her. Many men would explode just by catching a glimpse of her stomach. Joy had never been parsimonious with compliments and abided by his nature.
“Oh, Vineeta, how many times I have dreamt of touching your navel and abdomen. It’s a dream come true. Damn you can put all the Silk Smithas and Disco Shantis to shame.” Vini replied, “Good boy Joy, you’re doing wonders to my belly. No man has ever done that so well to me.”
“Definitely, mom. He knows how to use his tongue and mouth.” Rick agreed wholeheartedly. I went closer to capture the historical moment of my son’s tongue delving into her watering cunt on the camera. He reached the hemline of her panties.
Resting his chin firmly on her cunt mound, he clenched the garter with his teeth and spoke from behind his teeth, “Vineeta, do you want me to pull your panties?”
“Hell, yes I do,” she spoke exasperatedly “Damn Sonali your son is such a devil.”
My motherly heart swelled with pride. I’ve raised a son who knew how to make a woman clamor for it. “Do it, son.”
Like the perfect obedient son, he peeled off the sheer panties down to her upper thighs. Gliding his hands below her buttocks, he got rid of it entirely, sliding it down up to her ankles, all with his teeth. He held up the panties like a championship trophy.
He declared triumphantly, “Now these won’t be required anymore.” Rick let out a deep sigh as his mother’s pussy got visible to another man. Joy tossed the panties towards me with eyes filled with admiration.
“Come, Joy, have a good look at the pussy of your dreams.” Vini gave a warm invitation by parting her legs wide open like a sleazy harlot. The slut in her was out of the cage of coyness. Joy moved closer and gazed at Vini’s naked watery pussy with admiration and a mixed feeling of disbelief.
It’s not every day that one’s teenage fantasy pussy lies before the eyes in the flesh. Vini savored the expressions on his face thoroughly but was quick enough to remind him that she wanted much more than visual admiration.
“ Joy, do you like what you see?”
“Vineeta, I don’t have the words to describe how I feel. It appears to be extremely tasty.”
“Why don’t you check it out properly? Your mom said you’re quite good with your cunt eating skills.”
Al innuendos and poetic allusions had outlived their utility. We were going raw now. He literally dived between her legs and landed a sloppy kiss on her pussy mound making her shudder.
“Way to go, Joy. Her pussy is as tasty as a ripe peach.” Rick encouraged his friend. Though my hands were steady with the camera my pussy churned badly. Joy proceeded with gentle kisses on the insides of her thighs and declared after a minute, “Ah Vineeta the time has come indeed.”
Vini replied, “Your mom said you got an eely tongue and know how to use it well. Let me corroborate her claims.”
Her voice was heavily laden with raw lust. Joy protruded his long flexible tongue and plunged it deep inside the watering oasis, making us gasp in unison. Vini’s the loudest. Her body shook as if hit by an electric bolt and her hands reached out for Joy’s head, grabbing his hair.
He let the wetness and heat of her cunt seep into his tongue for a full minute. Simultaneously let Vini get acclimatized to the sensational tongue. Joy then started the circular motion of his tongue. Vini screamed and shuddered, and her eyes rolled backward. I decided to turn things into an authentic threesome.
“Rick, join the show.” I started directing the show. “Only shrieks, moans, and gasps are emitting from your mom’s mouth. Muffle those with your meaty cock.”
I was amazed at how effortlessly slutty manner I spoke. Then came the surprise, which turned things entirely in an unanticipated manner. “Sonali get him ready for me,” Vini spoke between her shrieks and moans “ Get him hard. I want to see how well I’ve taught you to suck cock.”
I feigned hesitation “Will that be proper? It’s your threesome.”
“Come on, Sonali, you just can’t watch and record. Stand up, son, and let her get you ready.”
I was so glad that Rick’s cock was going to be mine with the approval of Vini. I walked towards him normally. But my heart wanted to pounce on his lust stick.
“ Joy, I hope you won’t mind?”
He gestured thumbs up with both hands as his tongue was working inside Vini’s pussy. Rick stood up in the bed with his crotch in my line of vision. My itching palms rubbed his massive erection over the fabric of the jeans, and he trembled in pleasure.
“Ah, aunty, I can’t believe it’s happening. This is a dream come true.”
“You have also been dreaming about me, naughty boy. Since when?” I asked while relishing the texture and warmth of his stiffening pole.
“Since I started growing up, you’ve been my first crush. I mean, you still are.”
“Really, son?” Vineeta exclaimed, “ Oh, what a day the fantasies of both the sons coming true at the same time.”
“Yes, mom, what a day. Ah, aunty, your palms and fingers feel so soft and velvety.”
“They will feel better on your raw cock, and you can call me by my name.”
“What an honor, Sonali. Take off my jeans with your hands and let my cock feel your hands.”
“With pleasure, dear.”
I undid the button, lowered the zipper and pulled down the jeans to the knees. Rick’s meaty shaft sprang out like an uncaged hungry lion evoking an involuntary cock craving smile on my face.
“You seem to like it, Sonali.” He smirked, noting the smile on my face.
“Yes, it’s much better in the flesh,” I confessed as it looked much more appealing than in the videos. I wrapped the palms and fingers of both hands, covering the seven inches of the solid eight-inch meat pole. The heavy dick head looked so delicious.
I pulled back the foreskin and unwrapped the glistening glands. My mouth watered to put it in. I was quite amazed at the similarity of length girth of the cocks of Rick and Joy as if brothers below the belt. I didn’t conceal my amazement.
“Wow, you and your friend are so similar- in length, girth and warmth.”
Rick savored my touch, “Joy, your mom’s hands are so silky and supple.”
Joy took a break from his cunt eating endeavors. “Mom, let me know when you take his cock in your mouth. I want to see his shaft disappearing in your hot mouth.”
“Don’t worry, son. I know how much you like to see another man’s cock in my mouth.”
Ah, a fresh young hard cock on the palms and to see the man moan and groan in the pleasure of the touches. Rick consistently complimented me as I kept stroking his meaty shaft for over a minute and his growing bulge got me wetter. Compounded with this were the slurping sounds of Joy eating Vini’s cunt
Her empathic moans filled up the room with raw lust. My cock craving tongue was itching badly to taste the young hard cock and the heavy balls. I made my intentions vocally apparent “ Joy. I’m going to use my mouth and tongue on Rick now. Do you want to watch?”
Joy got up with his cunt juice smeared mouth from Vini’s severely watering pussy and said, “Vineeta, you got to let me watch this.”
“I have no objections. But why should Rick miss out on seeing another man’s cock going down my mouth? Come on Joy get your tool out, and let me taste you.”
She guided me to adopt positions beside her and directed Joy and Rick to stand with their cocks facing our wet mouths. In that way, both the boys could have a good view of their cocks sliding in our mouths. We, too, could watch each other’s oral expertise. My god, this was getting wilder every minute.
She was quick to get rid of Joy’s boxers, and her eyes lit up in admiration. “Sonali, you analyzed well. They are similar but for the shape of their heads. You’re erect, Joy.”
She started stroking him with both hands and he shrieked loud “Ah Vineeta, I can’t believe that I am in your hands, so velvety and warm.”
“Wait till it goes in my mouth,” she declared proudly “till then enjoy your mom’s oral skills. Let’s see how well she sucks cock.”
My cock hungry tongue lashed out and unleashed a series of long licks from the balls to the tip of Rick’s pole. One advantage I had over Vini was the length of my tongue and its ability to curl around a meaty pole. Rick shrieked as the curled tongue moved up and down his hard sausage.
“Sonali!” he shrieked loudly, “Ah Sonali, what are you doing with that tongue of yours? No one has wrapped my cock with a tongue before. Damn Joy your mom is too good.”
Vini appreciated my efforts. “Sonali, that’s something you’ve mastered on your own. What a long flexible tongue you got and putting it to good use.”
I uttered with muffled sloppy sounds. “Not only the tongue Vini. You’ll feel proud that you’ve taught me to use my mouth well too. Got to thank my son for giving me adequate practice.”
She licked Joy’s cockhead in swift circular motions of her tongue and commented, “Joy, you’ve got to compare whose mouth feels better, mine or your mom’s.”
Rick spoke in spurts in between his gasps, “That’s going to be a hard one, Joy. Mom, you’ve got tough competition here. The way Sonali is working me with her tongue, I wonder how immensely amazing her mouth and throat will feel.”
“You won’t have to wonder anymore, Rick, now feel my mouth and throat,” I spoke with immense confidence. In one effortless movement, I gobbled up the entire eight inches of the hot, hard meaty pole. The expression of raw ecstasy on Rick’s face and his growl of pleasure made me feel like a champion.
The sensations of a hot young cock sliding in your mouth, the veins were throbbing all over your tongue and insides of the cheek, the heat of the dickhead spreading in the back of your throat! Damn, this can only be empathized by a woman.
Men do feel good with a woman’s mouth around their cock. But a real woman also enjoys a delicious cock in her mouth and throat. When you touch base with your lips, the manly aroma that reaches your nostrils adds to the experience.
Vini’s mouth opened wide at my effortless cock gulping.
“Damn Sonali I do have competition here.” Joy was so charged upon watching me gobble down Rick’s dick. He seized the opportunity of Vini’s wide-open mouth. Without any warning, he rammed his eager hardness entirely in her mouth up to the back of her throat.
A smile of satisfaction spread all over her face, which enhanced further with Joy’s loud moans and exasperated compliments.
“Oh God, Vineeta, I’ve dreamt about this for years. I can’t believe how hot, wet and velvety it feels all around my cock. Ah, what are you doing with your throat muscles to my dickhead? You’re going to kill me Vineeta.”
I took her cue, too, and started the circular pressure on Rick’s dickhead, making him shudder and yell. “Oh, Sonali, now you’re squeezing me wild with your throat muscles. Joy your mom is too good.”
“So is yours, Rick. Now let’s see them giving us some deep throat action.”
“Yes that will settle the competition factor. A second opinion does matter.”
“Hand me over the camera, Rick. This historic event can’t be left undocumented.”
I was pleased by the decision as Joy was proficient with the camera. Now two mothers sucking each other’s son will remain immortal in the digital world. Joy held the camera at the perfect angle covering both our cock-stuffed mouths. In a true blue directorial manner, commanded “Action.”
What a scene ensued which can put oral exponents like Sasha Grey and Aurora Snow to shame. Both of us drew back our heads and set free the throbbing cocks. We plunged forward our oral scabbards to engulf their meaty swords, right to the hilt.
We continued the swift motion of our heads in unbelievable synchronization. Within half a minute, pools of saliva welled up in our mouths. It started trickling down the sides of our cock gaped mouths and making amazingly obscene, lusty sounds.
The fierce plunging of the dickheads in our throats induced involuntarily gagging notes. Matters were accentuated by loud utterances of the boys’ genuine ecstasy, which were laced with dollops of profanity.
“Damn Vineeta, you’re a born cocksucker. How well you fuck my cock with your mouth. Keep twisting that dickhead with your slutty throat. Damn this is paradise.”
“Oh god, Sonali, mom has tutored you. I admit she has taught you damn well. Ah, that throat squeeze that you’re giving me on my cockhead. I thought only my mom can do it. Yes, keep fucking my cock with that slutty mouth of yours. Damn Sonali, you’re born to suck cock.”
Some feminists might take to the streets that two sons were degrading their mothers by terming them sluts. But that very adjective sounded like music to my ears. Sex and profanity make a heady concoction. We continued for three minutes, and amazingly, they held back their juice.
Any other man in their lace would have blasted his balls within a minute. But even they had their limits. Realizing which we both let them out of the confines of our mouth and throat and relished the sight of their meat poles glistening with our saliva. Vini took a deep breath and asked “How was that, for a start boys?”
To be continued.
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