The son replaces the father in the marriage bed

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The day of the divorce and wedding ceremony was something special. The ceremony was held in father’s home office, the items on his desk had been cleared and replaced with bouquets of flowers with more scattered around the room. We both stood there waiting for the bride to appear. Everything had been kept a secret from me, I had no idea of the brides arrangements, knew nothing of what she would be wearing. I suspected she would be wearing her original wedding saree but couldn’t be sure. When she appeared at the door I stared at her in amazement, she was wearing a white satin strapless Cinderella ball type wedding gown which rustled as she walked towards me. In her hand was a small bouquet of flowers

Father presided. First he asked Maya if she was sure that she wanted me to be her husband, she said yes. Then he asked me if I was sure that I want Maya to be my wife, I said yes. Then he began the process of divorce.

“Maya Desai I divorce thee; Maya Desai I divorce thee; Maya Desai I divorce thee.”

There was a short break before proceeding into the marriage ceremony.

“Maya do you take Remi to be your wedded husband?”

“I do.”

“Remi do you take Maya to be your wedded wife?”

“I do.”

“I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride.”

A week later was the first opportunity for father to watch us make love. We had introduced a woodened frame easy chair into the bedroom and placed it against the wall facing the foot of the bed. Initially father was uncooperative and wanted to know the reason why, when I suggested tying him to the chair.

“The restraints are to prevent you becoming aggressive when you watch me make love to your ex-wife. You agreed that I could dictate the conditions under which you would watch. If you don’t do as I ask, then you don’t get to watch. He conceded and I tied his wrists to the arm of the chair and his ankles to the chair legs.

Maya entered the room wearing a tight black satin blouse and her short red mini skirt, she stood in front of father. Moving behind her I pulled her close wrapping my arms around her waist and kissing her neck. My hands sought out her breasts and lightly squeezed. Maya pushed her ass into my groin shifting it from side to side to get me hard, as if I needed it. Starting from the top I undid each button, then slightly parted the front of her blouse to expose her tiny red bikini top, which just about covered her nipples. Pulling the blouse off her shoulders and arms, I wrenched it from her skirt, then began tapping each breast alternately to watch it wobble and bounce around.

Intent on displaying the bottom half of her red bikini, I lifted her skirt up above her waist, exposing the tiny fabric triangle, which showed a large spot of dampness. Slipping my hand inside her bikini bottoms it was obvious what my fingers were seeking out. Maya moaned as she brought her arms up back over her shoulders wrapping them around my neck. Having untied the bikini top and letting fall to the floor I untied the bottoms. One hand began to massage her breasts, with my other, slipped my finger inside her. I think father was surprised at just how familiar and openly intimate we were with each other, after the short time we had been together.

Maya twisted in my arms and we kissed, a passionate kiss. I pushed her back onto the bed, her legs draped over the foot, her feet firmly planted on the floor. Kneeling between her legs I licked her clit and worked my tongue into her slit. Her fingers began to follow my tongue it seemed as if they were joined together, when my tongue penetrated her slit, she also slipped her fingers inside herself. When my tongue massaged her clit her fingers also massaged her clit. We continued that way until she was nearing her climax.

“Come on darling its time for baby to fuck mommy.”

Father gasped at Maya obscenities, unprepared for such sluttish behavior. She gave out a little screams as I nipped her clit, then a nipple with my teeth before climbing on top of her.

“You’re such a naughty boy hurting mommy like that, if you want to hurt mommy climb on top and crush me with your body, but put that cock in my cunt first. Oh that’s it baby, oh that feels nice, a little harder, oh god, that’s it. You know you’re fucking your mother in front of your father. I wonder how many naughty boys tie their fathers up and fuck their mothers. Do you think mothers appreciate getting fucked by their son, do you think they enjoy it as much as I do. I’ve always dreamed about you fucking me, but never thought it would happen. Your father can watch you take me any way you want. I’m ready now, harder I want it harder and faster.”

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