In REM sleep, Kishen was moments away from waking up. He saw himself riding a bike along an empty highway bridge over an endless sky-like river. He could feel the wind hit his helmet-secured face.<\/p>\n
Opening his eyes and taking moments to come to his senses, he found that the wind he felt was from the fan. The comfort he felt while riding his cruise bike was Usha Aunty\u2019s thighs against his rear. Her body cupped his as they slept in a fetal-like position.<\/p>\n
He looked at Neetu. She slept facing him in a similar fetal position–cuddled up by Savi from behind. Neetu opened her eyes. The two smiled at each other like playful children. They remembered how, as kids, they went to bed the same way with their moms when the two families went for weekend outings.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you thinking?\u201d Neetu whispered.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow long do you think our parents have been fucking?\u201d Kishen asked in a hushed tone.<\/p>\n
\u201cFor a pretty long while\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you know how it all started?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, Sunil uncle and Pappa became close friends after you moved in. It helped our moms were both horny and progressive.\u201d<\/p> \n\n
\u201cHow did you get involved?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI caught them fucking in Manoj sir\u2019s house. They were red and embarrassed. I already had my suspicions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd they added you in?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not. They were very apologetic but equally responsible. Till I turned 19, they educated and counselled me about their lifestyle, the risks, the advantages, etc. After they were sure I understood everything, they invited me to join. I always had a crush on your dad, so I let him take my virginity and join them ceremoniously\u2014on my 19th birthday.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I remember, you had a boyfriend back then, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, but my parents were strict about NOT telling him anything. They taught me how teen love can seem surreal and larger-than-life yet be fragile and shallow. So I had been cautious. I decided to break up with my then-boyfriend on the month of my 19th birthday. I never found a true lover until I found my husband years later.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you gel with Usha aunty and Ramesh uncle? Wasn’t there any element of shock or surprise for any of you?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOur parent\u2019s lifestyle made them pretty accommodating. I indulged with the group but kept my distance from Pappa for a long time. He had his inclination for me but never pursued me to not make me uncomfortable in any way. Honestly, I can\u2019t imagine how disgusted I would have been had he tried to approach me then. It would have been a shock and too much to handle. It would have perhaps ruined our relationship as dad and daughter.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, how did you end up, you know\u2026fucking?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIn time, as I got more comfortable, I began playing with the idea, and things fell in place\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cUsha aunty was all cool about it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHer main concern is that no one should be scarred, pushed, groomed, or inconvenienced. The dynamic is more about respecting boundaries above everything else.\u201d<\/p>\n
Neetu smiled.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy are you smiling?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI was just recalling the day your dad took my virginity. It was the most beautiful experience of my life. He was tender, caring, loving, gentle, understanding, and more. Your dad has a special place in my heart.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cJust like how you have a place in my heart for taking my virginity.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, I wanted so much to take your virginity. It was like a sweet Karma to Sunil uncle. But I guess Ma should\u2019ve been the real one to pop your cherry. We noticed how you both are so involved with each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kishen blushed.<\/p>\n
\u201cAny more questions?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI still feel far from making full sense of it all. Please don\u2019t mind me if I keep bugging you with questions.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course not. I’ve got to get up now. I wonder what our fathers are doing. Abhay (the baby) has been sleeping long enough,\u201d says Neetu. She gets up from the bed. Kishen decides to go along with Neetu. As he gets up, he feels an ache in his butthole. It momentarily takes him back to what he\u2019s been through.<\/p>\n
The two quietly exit and close the door behind them. They see Manoj sir emerge from Neetu\u2019s room. He was wearing his Uncle T-shirt and shorts. Embarrassed, Kishen covers his groin. Neetu isn\u2019t fazed at all being naked in front of Manoj sir.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen did you come, Manoj sir?\u201d Neetu asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cAbout 20 minutes back. I just dropped baby Abhay to your MIL,\u201d responds Manoj sir. Noticing Kishen all surprised and shy, he asks, \u201cWhat are you being shy for Kishen? You\u2019ve fucked my wife looking into my eye.\u201d<\/p>\n
Kishen stammers.<\/p>\n
\u201cHow did you manage to do that alone? Let me guess, sending the baby was Pappa\u2019s idea, right?\u201d Neetu asks, rather annoyed.<\/p>\n
\u201cYes, and me and Deepti went. Ramesh said your mother-in-law is a natural at taking care of babies.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat toh, she is. But what did you tell her when she asked where I was?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cRamesh spoke to her and said you\u2019d be busy with the family. She didn\u2019t buy it but agreed as she was keen for the baby.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI hope he will be alright.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOf course, he will be. This is your motherly instinct speaking. Keep it aside. You\u2019ve got to engage with us today. Come here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Setting aside her motherly concerns, Neetu walks towards Manoj sir with a naughty smile. Manoj sir smiled at Kishen, watching them and ran his hand affectionately over Neetu\u2019s hair.<\/p>\n
\u201cMay I?\u201d He asks, now running his fingers over her bare breasts.<\/p>\n
\u201cCertainly, Manoj sir.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s my Neetu. Good girl.\u201d<\/p>\n
He grabs her tits with both hands and squeezes them. He began suckling her nipple, devouring each drop and spurt of milk as it came out.<\/p>\n
\u201cHoly shit! Why wasn’t there any milk-drinking session so far?\u201d Kishen wondered.<\/p>\n
Soon enough, Manoj sir began fingering Neetu with one hand. His other hand squeezed her breast milk as he fed on it. Kishen watched Neetu go all-in in being titty-sucked and finger fucked by Manoj sir. Pleasuring her, Manoj sir pushes her back against the passage wall.<\/p>\n
He begins to stroke his cock, watching them. He hears faint slurping sounds emerge from the living room. Curious, Kishen walks towards the living room, passing by Neetu and Manoj sir in action. Kishen reaches the living room and looks over to the side.<\/p>\n
Lo and behold, there is Deepti, squatting, blowing his dad and Ramesh uncle. Both her breasts stuck out uncomfortably through the front neck opening of her sleeveless nightie.<\/p>\n
Sensing Kishen\u2019s presence, the trio stop to look at him. They wear a blank smile for a few seconds before going back to their doing their deed. Kishen witnesses the men spurting threads of cum into Deepti\u2019s hungry mouth. She licks it up like honey.<\/p>\n
Just as their orgasmic grunts subside, Kishen hears Neetu moaning from having cum by the expert hands of Manoj sir.<\/p>\n
\u201cManoj sir sure was quick. Seems like he knows how to pleasure women. He\u2019s more than a submissive cuckold. There could be a lot to learn from him,\u201d thought Kishen.<\/p>\n
Sunil and Ramesh draw their cocks away from Deepti\u2019s mouth and spurt their cum on her neck and tits. Shaking and rubbing off even the last of their cum on Deepti\u2019s tits, the men crash on the sofa, exhausted. Deepti turned to look at Kishen and smiled as she ran her tongue around her lips.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat can I say, Kishen? I am a cum slut, just like your mom,\u201d says Deepti. \u201cI need yours too. Come here.\u201d<\/p>\n
Deepti adjusts her squat to face Kishen\u2019s erect and precum-oozing manhood. She rhythmically bobs her head on it, holding his thighs for support. Kishen moans, eyes closed in response to being pleasured by Deepti. He hesitantly opens his eyes after a while when Neetu runs her hand on his hair.<\/p>\n
She\u2019s now dressed in her signature white nightie. Zoning back to being pleasured by Deepti, Kishen sees Neetu going over and sitting on one end of the sofa. He notices her glowing face from all the pleasure she\u2019s received. He closes his eyes but not before glancing at his dad and Ramesh uncle looking at him.<\/p>\n
Seeing his son standing and swaying in pleasure, Sunil announces, \u201cGive him an endurance test, Deepti.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s what I\u2019m doing,\u201d Deepti responds. She bobs her head on Kishen\u2019s dick with just enough pace to keep him on edge and wanting more. Not slowing down, not speeding up.<\/p>\n
\u201cKeep your legs a bit apart, Kishen,\u201d Sunil asks Kishen, who does as instructed. Ramesh excuses himself to Usha\u2019s bedroom, saying he will nap for a while. Sunil assures to join him after a while.<\/p>\n
Running the fingers of her left hand over his thighs, butt cheek, ass crack, and finally, the hole. Deepti begins to dig her fingers into it.<\/p>\n
Kishen grabs hold of her hand, stopping her from fingering. \u201cPlease don\u2019t. It hurts.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhy?\u201d Deepti asks Kishen with a confused look.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c For what?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026for treating you the way I did. I got punished for that.\u201d<\/p>\n
Taking a few moments to connect the dots, Deepti finally understands what he means.<\/p>\n
\u201cOh yes, Ramesh and Sunil told me you were being punished for your guilty confession. It’s fine. We all make mistakes. Besides, it\u2019s not that I didn\u2019t enjoy it. Allow me to finger you, Kishen. Try to get more of the pleasurable pain. I will be gentle,\u201d replies Deepti.<\/p>\n
Kishen lets go of her hand. She slowly rubs the periphery of his hole while still blowing him. He begins to enjoy the sensation. He zones back into being pleasured.<\/p>\n
Kishen realizes it\u2019s been a while since he stood that way. Almost 20 minutes have passed since Deepti parades his senses with her blowjob and anal stimulation. She notices him uncomfortable to continue standing. She gently pushes him with her hands, making him step backwards towards the sofa.<\/p>\n
Deepti has Kishen sitting between Neetu and his dad. Then Kishen sees Manoj sir sitting on a chair in the room’s far corner. He was naked from the waist down and quietly fondled his dick, watching his wife blow Kishen.<\/p>\n
Deepti stands up from her squatting position and looks at Kishen authoritatively. She lifts the bottom of her nightie and ties it over her waist like a lungi.<\/p>\n
\u201cAhh, even my legs are starting to feel numb from all that squatting. But that\u2019s not going to stop me from testing your endurance. You\u2019ve held up prettying long without cumming,\u201d says Deepti. \u201cGuys, please help me hold him up,\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat do you mean \u2018hold him up?\u2019\u201d Kishen asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt means when you lift both your legs in the air. It will ache after a while. We will hold it for you in place while your hole and balls are widely exposed for her,\u201d Neetu clarifies.<\/p>\n
Excited at the prospect, Kishen slides his torso down the sofa’s backrest and lifts his legs. He sees Manoj sir getting excited, watching him sitting in the far corner. Neetu holds his leg up. His dad holds the other leg. The son and father smile as Deepti kneels, facing his crack.<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you ready?\u201d she asks. Kishen nods with a wide grin.<\/p>\n
Fingering herself for a few seconds while looking at Kishen directly in his eyes. She scoops her liquid and smears it over his hole. Stroking him in slow paces with the same hand, Deepti dips her nose into his crack and sniffs it. Deepti plunged her tongue into his hole as she rimmed him sufficiently long.<\/p>\n
Aroused beyond comprehension, Kishen looks at Deepti and his dad. He sees them smiling and winking at him.<\/p>\n
Shivering, Kishen blurts, \u201cI\u2026am about to explode.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cMe, too,\u201d says Manoj sir, stroking himself vigorously watching his wife.<\/p>\n
Without lifting her head, Deepti shows her husband the middle finger. Manoj sir cums with a grunt. Sunil breaks a laugh. Kishen realizes he can\u2019t \u2018endure\u2019 anymore. Pushing away Deepti’s hand from his dick, Kishen begins to stroke himself fast and cums in a few-many self-strokes.<\/p>\n
Neetu notices goose bumps appearing all over his body. They let go of his legs, allowing him to settle in from having cum.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood endurance, son,\u201d says Sunil. He gets up and proceeds to join Ramesh, Savi (his wife, Kishen\u2019s mom) and Usha in sleep.<\/p>\n
Deepti proceeds to lick up Kishen\u2019s cum spurted on his tummy. She also scoops some with her fingers and shares with Neetu. She leans over to casually lick it up like a lollipop.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re empty, but I need your cum on my tits. Sit up and cut and paste the remaining cum on your tummy onto my breasts, don\u2019t smear them,\u201d Deepti orders.<\/p>\n
Kishen instantly obliged. He wondered why she could not do it herself. She was already scooping the cum from his tummy with her fingers. But he dared not to ask.<\/p>\n
\u201cCome here, Manoj!\u201d Deepti orders. Manoj sir obediently gets on his knees, comes towards her (them) on all fours, and opens his mouth.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you expect me to feed you? Not this time. Lick it up. And do it very, very slowly.\u201d she orders. She sits back on her bum and stretches her legs.<\/p>\n
\u201cAaahh\u2026it sure feels to stretch after squatting for god knows how long\u2026\u201d she adds.<\/p>\n
Like a trained puppy, Manoj sir licks every thread and smear of Sunil\u2019s, Ramesh\u2019s, and Kishen\u2019s cum from her tits.<\/p>\n
\u201cLooks like the ball sacs of all the men are empty. It will be a while before they\u2019re ready again, and I\u2019m still horny,\u201d Neetu says to Deepti, rubbing her hand on Kishen\u2019s thigh.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have not even been fucked yet. Wait your turn when the men are ready,\u201d Deepti responds.<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026and I have not fucked anyone yet,\u201d says Manoj sir, looking at Neetu.<\/p>\n
Deepti pinches Manoj sir\u2019s ear. He moans slightly in pain (or pleasure?)<\/p>\n
\u201cNo one asked your thoughts. Go back to licking my tits clean, and sit back in the corner when you\u2019re done.\u201d Deepti scolds. Humbled, Manoj sir followed his wife\u2019s orders and continued to lick up cum off her tits.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s gross, but who am I to judge anyone?\u201d Kishen thought to himself.<\/p>\n
\u201cFeeling awkward? Kishen?\u201d Deepti asks Kishen.<\/p>\n
\u201cUhm..no. Just thinking.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThinking what?\u201d Neetu asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cA lot of things, to be honest,\u201d Kishen replies.<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s natural. What you\u2019ve been witnessing is a lot to digest. Just don\u2019t let thoughts overload keep you from enjoying these indulgences. It is very rare in our society,\u201d Deepti says.<\/p>\n
\u201cIs sex rare in our country?\u201d Kishen asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cNo, of course not, but this inter- and intra-family dynamic. That sure is rare, if not taboo,\u201d Deeptu answers.<\/p>\n
\u201cConsider yourself very, very lucky,\u201d Neetu adds.<\/p>\n
Kishen pauses for a while, processing their answers. He then turns to Neetu.<\/p>\n
\u201cI have a question, Neetu.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cFire away\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes your husband know? I mean, are you doing all of this without his knowledge? You know\u2026do you love him?\u201d<\/p>\n
Deepti breaks a laugh.<\/p>\n
\u201c\u2026that\u2019s three questions. But I\u2019ll answer that. What do you think? Do you think it would have been right to hide my secret sex life from my husband?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, I don\u2019t know. If there is no love between you two, then it makes sense to have a secret sex life. Otherwise, it is cheating, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cIt\u2019s always cheating to fuck around with your better half or significant other oblivious to it,\u201d Deepti adds.<\/p>\n
\u201cMine is a love marriage, Kishen. I\u2019ve dated plenty of guys. He is the man I was sure would be worthy to be my husband, and me, his wife,\u201d Neetu responds.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, he knows about all these? Has he always known?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cWell, it was not that I told him about it right on our second date. But I told him early on that I was no virgin when we started dating. I gave it time and patience. I would never hide anything from my true love. That\u2019s why we dated for 4 years. It was a journey of getting to know each other.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cOpening up to each other on all fronts, including kinks and dirty secrets, and coming to a mutual understanding. Looking back, it all seems so easy. But it was risky, tense, and not smooth. But I would not have done it any other way. The trust factor has to be intact,\u201d lectured Neetu.<\/p>\n
\u201cIf you don\u2019t mind, can I be more direct?\u201d Kishen asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cI know what you\u2019re going to ask. You\u2019re going to ask if he, i.e. my husband, knows I have sex with my dad and mom, right?\u201d<\/p>\n
Kishen looks sharply into Neetu\u2019s eyes and nods slowly. Just as Neetu was about to answer, the calling bell pierced into their ears, jolting them up.<\/p>\n
\u201cWho the hell is that?!?\u201d most of them wondered.<\/p>\n
Manoj sir got up and scanned the living room floor for his Uncle shorts. He picked it up and wore it\u2014restoring his respect and commanding demeanour of a strict man. Deepti stuffed her tits back into her nightie, got up, and settled her waist-tied nightie.<\/p>\n
Neetu got up and settled her nightie, too, preparing to go and open the door. Nude and not knowing what to do, Kishen got up and dashed into Usha\u2019s room. He remembered he had kept his clothes in Neetu\u2019s room. He swiftly changes course to Neetu\u2019s room between the living room and Usha\u2019s.<\/p>\n
Closing the door behind him, Mr Bond sticks his ear onto it to try to figure out who the unannounced guest could be. He vaguely hears the sound of a man and a woman, mixed with the greeting voices of Neetu, Deepti, and Manoj sir.<\/p>\n
His ears picked up bits and pieces of the 5 conversations. All he could make out was that the guests were being well welcomed. Kishen locked the door and wore his dress ever-so-quickly. Then Neetu knocks on the door from the other side. Feeling confused and helpless, Kishen opens the door.<\/p>\n
\u201cHello Kishen, come say hi to the guests,\u201d Neetu says, sporting a fake broad smile. \u201cI\u2019m going back to the kitchen to make tea for all.\u201d<\/p>\n
Wiping his face and settling his hair with his bare hands, Kishen enters the living room. Sitting on the sofa are Geeta Ma, Neetu\u2019s MIL, and Prateek, her hubby. The adjacent side of the sofa was occupied by a very respectful-looking couple\u2014Deepti aunty and Manoj sir.<\/p>\n
Prateek looked more like a bulked-up adult Kishen. His mother, Geeta, was lovingly called GeetaMa because of her age. She looked younger than how Kishen had remembered seeing her. She\u2019d lost a few pounds and appeared to gain some vitality.<\/p>\n
But she still looked as old and graceful as any senior woman her age ought to be. Wrinkled but fit with a bit of a muscle-hanging due to ageing.<\/p>\n
\u201cAh, Kishen. Come over. Grab a chair and sit with us,\u201d orders Manoj sir. Kishen couldn’t disobey his authoritative tone. Wearing a tension-hiding smile, he does as instructed and sits before them.<\/p>\n
\u201cNice to meet you again, Kishen. You look tense,\u201d says Prateek, extending a handshake.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m not, Prateek Bhaiya,\u201d says Kishen as he responds.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing these days, beta?\u201d Geeta Ma asks.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ve started PU this year, Geeta Ma.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAh, good to know you remember even my name. Good boy.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cHow can he not know? You two are husband and mother-in-law of our dear neighbours that we\u2019ve all known for several years,\u201d Manoj sir adds.<\/p>\n
Kishen nods, wearing a smile.<\/p>\n
Neetu enters the living room, bringing tea for all. \u201cMe and Kishen were childhood playmates and friends throughout our adolescence. It\u2019s only around degree time and my marriage that we started seeing less of each other,\u201d Neetu says. She served tea to each of them. She proceeds to sit next to Geeta Ma.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe reminds me a lot like Prateek when he was his age,\u201d says Geeta Ma.<\/p>\n
\u201cHe IS a lot like Prateek,\u201d Neetu adds, with a subtle naughty smile.<\/p>\n
Everyone smiles, more formally than not.<\/p>\n
\u201cSo, can I ask you a question, Kishen?\u201d says Prateek.<\/p>\n
\u201cYe\u2026yes, Prateek Bhai. What do you want to know?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you enjoy sniffing GeetaMa\u2019s panties that Deepti aunty gave you the other day?\u201d Prateek asks with a wicked smile.<\/p>\n
To be continued. Feedback \u2013 .<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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