The long pink dildo slid easily in and out of the great Bengalee Authoress Rukshana Begum’s 49 yrs. old pussy. Lying spread-eagled on her bed, she massaged her half-inch clit with her free hand. She could hear the moaning of her elder grandson’s masturbation in the next room as she thought about the first time she had had sex with her baby grandson.
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Since her arrival Hafiz always pictured his widow grandmother admiring her full breasts and plump arse and hoped his erection wasn’t too obvious to her. But later he realized that she had noticed him eyeing her figure and had enjoyed the attention. That night he couldn’t get his Naanee ( grandmother ) out of his mind, and he masturbated several times thinking about all the dirty things he wanted to do to her.
He particularly enjoyed coming down to the kitchen for breakfast each morning, when his Naanee would invariably be dressed in only a knee-high white maxi that offered him numerous glimpses of her legs and cleavage. On one occasion he came down to find her wearing no more than bath-towel, her pale flesh coated with a thin layer of moisture after a bath. Rukshana herself always appeared at ease around her kid grandson, and he consequently felt at ease around her.
Nevertheless the first two days passed relatively uneventfully and Hafiz wondered if his fantasies would stay just that. Then one day he noticed that his secret drawer where he kept his pornographic magazines and mini-laptop, loaded only with Indian porn, were in a different order. Who may be, he guessed, his parents were out early in the morning for TV serial shooting, brother Hanif was in the boarding house of Pune.
There was no doubt that his grandmother was coming into his room and looking at his porno collections. It turned him on big-time, the thought of her Naanee coming in and thumbing through the images of hardcore sex. Now feeling daring, Hafiz decided to up the stakes still further. Up until now he had kept the kinkiest and most extreme material locked away in his Almirah. But now he decided to put those in the drawer, leaving it unlocked.
This meant that if his Naanee checked the drawer, she would be able to find his dirty magazines and laptop specifically dedicated to anal sex, golden showers, and cum-swallowing, as well as plain old vaginal sex. Hafiz also owned special type of some Bengalee hardcore porn magazines and videos dedicated to older and mature Tollygunge film-actressess like Sreelekha Mitra, Indrani Halder, June Malya and Rachana Banerjee, and surely his Naanee would see those also.
That afternoon he almost ran home, so anxious was to see if his grandmother had discovered the full extent of his nasty pornography collection. Rukshana greeted him normally, and offered to make him a cup of tea while he put his school-bag away in his room. He got into his room and checked the drawers. Sure enough all of the magazines had been tampered with, and he noticed that a couple of the videotapes had actually been played in the laptop.
Hafiz was now certain that his famous Grandmother was a dirty slut, and he felt sure she was ripe for seduction. The following Sunday he came home to find her watching television in the lounge as usual. She was wearing a short-sized night-gown and was curled up on the sofa.
“Hello Hafiz sona,” she said pleasantly as he entered. “Want to watch a little television with me?”
“Sure,” said Hafiz and sat down on the sofa next to her. They watched television and made conversation, but Hafiz made his lustful glances at her body a little more obvious than usual. Rukshana seemed to notice and her complexion became visibly flushed.
Her bare feet were tucked up alongside her and she squeezed her toes nervously. Rukshana had once or twice complained of aching feet, and Hafiz had suspected that she might have been fishing for a foot massage. Perhaps now was the time to offer her one.
“Feet aching again, Naanee ?” he asked casually.
“Oh, yes,” said Rukshana with a faint smile, “They do ache a little.”
“Would you like a foot massage?” enquired Hafiz carelessly. “Yes please. That would be nice.” She flicked off the television with the remote control and stretched her bare legs out towards her grandson, leaning back into the corner of the sofa for complete comfort.
Hafiz sat up and faced her, and gently lifted her right foot onto his lap. He then began massaging it slowly and luxuriously, kneading the sole of her foot with his thumbs. Rukshana’s breathing became a little heavier as she watched him rub her foot erotically. She moved her left foot against his leg and began slowly rubbing her toes across his thigh. That was the green light as far as Hafiz was concerned.
Still gripping her right foot, he lifted it to his mouth and gently kissed her big toe. He kissed each of her other toes and then sent a trail of kisses down her sole and back up to her toes again. He looked at his grandmother’s face and her eyes were closed, a look of breathless pleasure on her face. He then took her big toe into his mouth.
“Ohhhhhh,” murmured Rukshana as she felt her grandson’s wet, warm mouth engulf her toe. Hafiz sucked each toe for a minute or so before lifting up her other foot and performing the same ritual again, until the toes on each of her feet were moist and reddened. Then his mouth began to move from her feet to her ankles and up her pale legs. As he reached her thighs he gently untied the belt of her nightgown and pulled it open.
For the first time he saw her body naked, and it was an incredible sight. Her breasts were large and full, with ripe, erect nipples, and clearly visible beneath the dark curls of her public hair were the pink lips of her pussy.
“I love you, Naanee, I want to marry you, have you as my wife !” said Hafiz huskily, “I want to do everything to you!”
Rukshana’s dark eyes were alight with abandon, “Yes, Hafiz sona ! You can have me! You can do anything you like to me! I want you to use my body any way you like! I want you to treat me like a slut and fuck me stupid ! But I can’t marry you, you’re my grandson and don’t want to commit sin and crime by marrying you.”
Saying this the great Bengalee Authoress pulled her grandson to her and their tongues entwined violently as they kissed. Hafiz’s hand cupped her breast, and she moaned and made a grab for his crotch, fondling his erect cock through his half-pant. She then pulled her lips from his.
“Let’s go up to the bedroom,” Rukshana whispered, and they almost ran up the stairs to her room. She removed her already open nightgown, leaving her completely nude, and began tearing off her grandson’s clothes too. When he too was naked she knelt at his feet and took his erect cock in her hand. She kissed the tip of it gently, then opened her mouth and took the length of it into her mouth.
Hafiz groaned as his respected widow Naanee sucked voraciously on his cock. She had probably not sucked any cocks in last two months, he guessed, but the way her tongue flitted over his knob as she sucked suggested that she had been quite a blowjob queen in her younger days. He was afraid of cumming before fucking her, so after a few minutes he pulled her too her feet and kissed her again, gripping the cheeks of her fat arse with his hands.
“You can suck my cock again later, slut!” he told her. Then he pushed her onto the bed, which was thankfully a double, and turned her onto her front, and moved her legs until she was on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her and put his head down to face her pussy, which was wetter than he could have hoped for. He pulled her pussy lips apart and delved his tongue deep inside her.
Rukshana Begum groaned deeply as her grandson’s tongue explored her soft cunt, withdrawing occasionally to flick over her clitoris. After a few minutes he stopped and pulled her plump buttocks apart. Her arsehole was a reddish-brown and looked like a small rosette. Inhaling the musky smell deeply, Hafiz pushed his face between his Naanee’s ass-cheeks and licked her sphincter. She whimpered slightly as he moistened her soft arsehole, and then released a deep moan of pleasure as his tongue pushed past the outer tissue and inside her anus.
” Ohhhhh…….Yesssssss……oh my bokachoda bhatar… ..!” Rukshana sighed, as she felt the baby grandson’s wet tongue explore her back passage. By the time he had finished, both her cunt and arsehole were moist with his ministrations, and she was more aroused than she could ever remember being her whole life.
“Now I’m going to fuck you, Naanee ,” said Hafiz, stroking his erect cock in readiness, and staring at her.
“Oh yes!” said Rukshana, “That’s what I want! I want you to fuck me hard!”
Rukshana was perfectly positioned on her hands and knees, looking expectantly over her shoulder, and waiting for the kid’s thick cock to screw her. Hafiz pushed his thick member against her soft, wet cunt. He paused as the tip pushed inside, then thrust his torso forward and his entire length forced its way into her.
“Ooohhhhhhh, baby!” moaned Rukshana, “Yeah, that’s so good!”
For almost a full minute Hafiz didn’t move, simply delighting in the feeling of his Naanee’s widow cunt swallowing his prick. Then, gripping her by the hips, he slowly began to fuck her, pushing his length in and out of her with firm, deliberate movements.
“Ohhh Gudmarani Khanki ,” he said as he fucked her, ” Magi, ki tight gud re tor, you’ve got a great pussy. And you love my cock in your pussy don’t you slut?”
“Yes!” replied Rukshana urgently, “Your cock feels so good inside me!”
The fucking went on and gradually Hafiz was increasing the speed and force of his movements. Her plump arse was wobbling as his body slapped against it, and she was letting out low moans of pleasure with every thrust.
“Yeah, fuck me!” she muttered, “Fuck me hard!” Encouraged, Hafiz moved up another gear, ramming his cock inside her with real force. He could sense that she was approaching orgasm, not least because her breath was becoming shorter and the pitch of her voice higher.
“Ooooooooooohhhhhhh!” was all Rukshana could say as the ** yrs old kid student’s thick tool plunged in and out of her hot 49 yrs old matured pussy. Now Hafiz gave it all he had, fucking her so hard her whole body rocked with each thrust.
“Yeah, take it you bitch, Khanki magi !” he yelled, “Take my cock!” The fucking and Hafiz’s dirty language pushed Rukshana over the edge and she let out a scream as the orgasm hit her.
“Oooaaaaaaaahhhhhh! Allah, amar panni khose gelo! ” When Rukshana’s orgasm died down Hafiz withdrew his cock from her cunt. She seemed to catch her breath, as if in anticipation of whatever he had in mind for her next. What Hafiz had in mind was anal sex.
“I bet a slut likes you, loves it up the arse, don’t you?” he said, running the tip of his cock between her butt-cheeks.
“Ohhh yes!” she responded with a low moan, “I want your cock up my arse! I want it so badly! Please fuck my arse, baby!”
That was exactly what Hafiz was hoping to hear. Rukshana remained on her hands and knees as her grandson gripped her hips, crouched down over her butt and pushed his cock against her tight ring. His cock was still wet from her cunt-juices, and her arsehole still moist with his saliva, so there was no need for lubricant. There was a mild resistance from her sphincter at first, his cock was after all quite thick but then eventually it gave way under the pressure and his hard member slid into her rectum.
“Ohhhhhhh Allah !” cried the great Muslim Authoress, as she felt the baby stud’s thick cock filling her tight arse. She looked back over her shoulder, and expression of sheer lust upon her face, “Now give it to me darling! Fuck my arse as hard as you can!”
Hafiz needed no second invitation. Revelling in the pressure his Naanee’s tight butthole was exerting upon his cock, he steadied himself. Then he began pumping his cock in and out of her in steady, rhythmic strokes.
“Fucking hell, slut!” gasped Hafiz as he buggered her, “Your arse is so tight! I bet you just love the feel of a baby’s cock up your butt don’t you, you filthy bitch?”
“Yeah, I love it!” moaned Rukshana without hesitation, “It feels so fucking good having a cock up my arse! You can fuck me harder, baby! You can fuck my arse as hard as you like!”
Hafiz grinned as he continued to pump his cock in and out of his Naanee’s stretched bum-hole, “Are you sure you want it harder, you filthy slut?”
“Yesss!” Rukshana hissed urgently, “Give it to me as hard as you can! That’s how I want it! Show no mercy!”
He tightened his grip on her plump hips and began ramming his cock up her back passage with renewed vigour. His balls slapped against her as every inch of his member was forced in and out of her tight rectum. The widow Authoress was letting out guttural sounds of passion and roughly pushing her arse back to meet each thrust.
“God, yes!” screamed Rukshana, “Fuck my shitter! Harder! Use me like the filthy whore I am!” Hafiz was giving it absolutely everything now, the whole bed was shaking as his cock drilled up the arse of a famous matured widow woman who was older more than three times of him. The sweat poured off the both of them as the buggering continued, before the Bengalee Authoress let out a scream as an orgasm hit her, tears rolling down her cheeks with the intensity of the pleasure.
This brought Hafiz himself to the brink, so after a few more strokes he pulled his thick cock from her red, considerably distended arsehole. “I’m gonna cum, bitch!” he snarled, “Take my cum in your mouth!”
Rukshana quickly turned round, and still on her knees, grabbed her baby grandson’s thick, yellowish shit-covered cock by the root, and plunged it down her throat. She moaned as she tasted her own shit and cunt juices on the thick member, and began frantically sucking, bobbing her head back and forth in desperate need of his cum.
“Ohhhh Chudmarani beshya magi re , I’m cumming also!” moaned Hafiz, “Swallow it bitch!”
Rukshana moaned as an explosion of thick gooey cum filled her mouth. She swallowed greedily, moaning with bliss, as spurt after spurt streamed down her throat. Finally his seed had been expended, and she withdrew his aching cock from her mouth, licking and kissing the tip of it tenderly. They fucked again soon afterwards, Hafiz again fucking both his grandma’s cunt and arsehole before cumming in her mouth.
As they rested naked in bed, Hafiz realised he hadn’t had a chance to have a pee since getting in and with a full bladder he now badly needed to relieve himself, and announced he needed to visit the bathroom as he hauled himself out of bed. “Can I come with you?” asked Rukshana, winking at her grandson provocatively. He stared back at her. Was she suggesting what he thought she was?
“I’ve read your dirty magazines and watched your nasty fetish videos Hafiz sona,” said Rukshana with a confident smile, “I know all the filthy things you’re into. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t like to piss on me, you naughty boy.”
Hafiz was now over his initial shock and more than eager to give her widow Naanee what she evidently wanted.
“Okay you dirty bitch,” he said, grinning, “Let’s go!”
They walked quickly to the bathroom where the great widow Bengalee Authoress wasted no time in crouching down in the empty bathtub, ready for a hot golden shower from her kid grandson. “Okay baby,” she said breathlessly, “give me your piss! I want your piss all over me!”
Hafiz stood at the side of the bath and pointed his cock at his Naanee’s big soft tits. A smooth, warm jet of urine ejected from his knob-eye and splattered over her breasts.
“Ooooh, yeah!” breathed Rukshana Begum, rubbing the hot piss into her erect nipples with one hand and fondling her cunt with the other, “I want you to piss in my mouth too darling!Come on baby! I want to drink your hot salty urine !”
Hafiz just couldn’t get over what a hot, filthy slut this his famous Naanee was. She may have been reaching fifty, but she was a ten times better lover than any girl nearer his own age he had ever met. He raised his still pissing cock to his Naanee’s waiting, open mouth, and watched as the urine jetted against her tongue, filling her mouth quickly. She swallowed deeply, now rubbing her clit frantically as yet another orgasm neared.
“Yeah, drink my dirty piss you fucking slut!” snarled the Muslim kid. Piss still streaming into her mouth, Rukshana rocked unsteadily in the bath as the orgasm hit her, swallowing more hot strong smelled urine as ecstasy ripped through her body. Her groans intermingled with gargles as the piss kept coming, until finally his bladder was empty. Having just had the most intense sexual experience of his life, Hafiz’s cock quickly grew fully erect again.
“Okay bitch,” he said, “get up and out of the bath, because I want to fuck that arse of yours again.” Rukshana’s eyes was blazing with insatiable lust, she quickly complied. Still stinking of her grandson’s piss, she rose from the bath, stepped out, and looked at his for instruction.
“How do you want me baby?” she enquired. Hafiz didn’t answer in words. He simply flipped her round so she was facing the bath, and parted her big, fleshy cheeks. Rukshana put one foot on the edge of the bath, thereby both steadying herself and giving her baby lover easier access to her anal passage. His cock almost hurt with the strength of his erection, despite all the fucking it had already had that afternoon, and he was desperate to fuck his Naanee’s shit-hole once more. Pushing it against her dark red anus, his knob forced its way inside, allowing him to slide his thick rod deep inside her.
“Ohhhhh,” sighed Rukshana, as she felt her backside get filled with hard cock, “Yeah, baby, that’s great!” she groaned, “I just love your thick cock up my arse!”
Gripping his matured widow lover by the hips, Hafiz began slowly pumping his cock in and out of her, glorying in the way that her arsehole squeezed his hard member.
“Fucking hell, Naanee, you’ve got a fantastic arsehole for fucking!” he breathed.
“It’s yours to fuck baby!” responded Rukshana, “It’s yours to fuck as hard and deep as often as you like! Come on, give it to me harder!”
Hafiz obliged by ramming his cock up his grandma’s arse with all his might, their bodies slapping together as Rukshana flung her plump buttocks back to meet each thrust.
“Yeah, fuck!” yelled Rukshana, “Yeah, that’s it! Fuck my shitter! Oh sweet Allah! I love it!”
“You do love it, don’t you, you slut?” Hissed Hafiz as he relentlessly pumped her.
“Allah! yes Allah !” Moaned Rukshana, her rectum was on fire as her grandson’s cock drilled into her, “I can’t get enough! I can’t get enough of your cock up my arse!”
The fucking and nasty dirty exchanges were continued and Hafiz soon felt cum rising in his balls. “Time to eat my cum, slut!” he muttered, pulling his cock from his Naanee’s bottom. Rukshana turned round and knelt down, gripping his grandson’s cock and tossing it expertly with her hand, her mouth open and waiting.
Hafiz let out a groan as the first jet of thick cum spurted into her waiting mouth. She continued to jerk as he ejaculated, before finally he was spent, at one point she swallowed his shit-coated yellowish shaft greedily, and sucked the last drops from his aching member. They fucked several more times through the afternoon.
Rukshana had a VCR and TV in her bedroom so they watched some of his special porn movies based on famous Tollygunge film-actressess as they fucked.
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After that, one night when she passed her daughter and son-in-law’s room, she heard a moaning of her daughter. Her interest aroused, she went over to the door which was slightly ajar. Peeking through the gap she saw her daughter Parveen was on her back, her legs in the air, and her son-in-law Mansoor was on top of her, fucking her pussy hard and fast.
Immediately, Rukshana’s hand slipped up under her nightdress to her own snatch. Rubbing her matured box through her panties, she watched as her son-in-law leaned down and sucked his wife’s big tits into his mouth as he continued to pound her.
“Yes ohhhh yes, suck my nipples while you fuck my cunt,” Rukshana heard her daughter said in between pants. She slid her hand inside her panties and eased her middle finger into her pussy and let her other hand wander down to play with her clit. She thought of her daughter and son-in-law in this way before, but watching them fuck turned her on a lot. In fact, she had totally forgotten about her grandson completely.
Inside the room, Mansoor and Parveen had changed position. Now Parveen was on all fours and her husband was taking her from behind. Because of where they were on the bed, Rukshana’s view was blocked a little by the door. Not wanting to take her hands away from her own building orgasm, she gently nudged the door with her head. It swung open a little but in doing so creaked causing her son-in-law and daughter to freeze mid-fuck and look in her direction.
Figuring she had nothing to lose and everything to gain, Rukshana pushed the door open fully and stepped into the room. “Please don’t stop because of me,” she said. “I was really enjoying watching you.” Her finger was still working in and out of her puffy snatch. Mansoor and Parveen looked at each other in awe.
Mansoor certainly didn’t want to stop. Though he knew it was wrong, he was dying to see what was under his widow mother-in-law’s nightdress. And, he thought, it was just sex. What harm could it do? Parveen too was enjoying her fuck and didn’t want to stop.
“Okay Amma,” said Parveen. “But promise Amma, you can never tell others.”
“Don’t worry about that.” Rukshana assured.
Mansoor looked at the matured Bengalee Authoress as he began to move in and out of his wife again. Why not, he thought. “But Amma, you have to take off you nightdress.” “What absurd you’re talking !” said Parveen, a little shocked at her husband’s demand.
“It’s okay Paru ( Parveen ) sona. I’d like to.” Rukshana slid her nightdress slowly over her head. Her massive tits sagged slightly and she smiled at her son-in-law as she stood masturbating in her panties. “Would you like me to take my panties off too Mansoor beta?”
Mansoor couldn’t believe what he was hearing. If his sober mother-in-law was so eager to strip, maybe he’d get to fuck her. At that thought he felt a surge in his cock and began to piston faster in and out of his wife.
“Y-yes… I’d like that a lot.” Rukshana walked slowly over and climbed onto the bed. Standing in front of her daughter, she slowly peeled down her panties revealing a neatly trimmed little patch of hair leading to a pair of swollen pussy lips glistening wet. Enjoying putting on this show for her daughter and son-in-law, Rukshana Begum spread her legs and, using her hands, exposed her big clit and sex hole to them.
“Would you like me to finger myself Mansoor sona?” Rukshana asked her son-in-law coyly, as she circled her soft pink flesh with her fingertips. The famous Authoress was enjoying the power she had over her son-in-law. She knew that even as her son-in-law fucked his beautiful wife, all he was thinking about was her matured pussy.
“I’d like it better if Parveen ate you out.” Mansoor wished. At that statement, both Parveen and her mother felt a tingle in their cunts. Parveen felt her second orgasm of the night began to build as her mother sat on the pillows in front of her and edged her exposed snatch towards her.
Eagerly Parveen stuck out her tongue and began to lick her mother’s inner thighs slowly before moving onto the folds of her matured sex. Impatient for an orgasm, Rukshana grabbed her daughter’s head and pushed it hard into her snatch. While Parveen had intended to ease over the incest boundary, her widow mother had decided to take it at a run. She quickly found her mother’s clit and began to attack it, flicking it with her tongue, nibbling it with her teeth, sucking it into her mouth. It was almost too much for her mother to take.
“Yes! Yes! Suck me! Clean my cunt!” The matured widow Authoress screamed as her juices flowed freely from her all over her daughter’s beautiful face. She was rubbing her own nipples furiously and never once took her eyes off her son-in-law.
Mansoor couldn’t believe what was happening. Here he was fucking his 31 yrs old wife doggy-style, while she was eating out her 49 yrs old widow mother as she was looking right at him. He had no doubt that they’d fuck and he for one couldn’t wait. And, to make it better, his wife was cool with it. She was ravaging her mother’s pussy and enjoying so much, the cum cream was flowing from her own cunt, covering his hairy balls.
He thought about his mother-in-law’s sex. Parveen was tight but her mother… well, although she was 49 she also must be the same. And he was dreaming about his mother-in-law since his marriage when he first saw her. He became even pleased hearing his father-in-law’s death and wished to marry her but her wife turned down the proposal.
As Mansoor thought about her widow mother-in-law’s tight cunt wrapped around his prick, he felt the familiar sensation in his balls. “I’m gonna cum baby,” he said to his wife. But neither his wife nor his mother-in-law heard him. Both were lost in Rukshana’s ecstasy as her daughter sucked her to a magnificent orgasm.
Left to his own devices, Mansoor pulled out of his wife and came all over her back. String after string of sticky cum shot from his throbbing cockhead until his balls were empty and he fell back exhausted. He watched as his mother-in-law got up and sucked the cum from his wife’s pussy and kissed it into her mouth.
As the females shared a whisper, Mansoor thought ‘Man, these women are so depraved. And his mother-in-law would be here for the next few years.’ Finishing their kiss, Rukshana came over to her son-in-law and without saying a word, began to lick her daughter’s cunt cream from his balls.
“Parveen said earlier that you like your balls taken care off,” Rukshana said.
“Yes I do.” Mansoor replied.
“I’ll have to remember that.” Rukshana said moving to take her son-in-law’s shrinking cock in her mouth, cleaning off all the remaining cum and sex juice from his spent member.
“Amma, why don’t you sleep in here tonight?” Mansoor pleaded his mother-in-law, eager to get a piece of her matured cunt.
“Sorry Mansoor sona, I can’t. I promised myself to Hafiz tonight.” Parveen and her husband shocked to hear this, looked at each other, a little disappointed but with a smile crossing both their faces. “But maybe tomorrow, we both will,” said Rukshana as she stood to leave. “But you can keep my panties. I don’t think I’ll need them again this summer.
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Mansoor came back downstairs after his shower to find his elder son sitting naked in the living room. Parveen was also naked in the kitchen preparing dinner. Mansoor himself was naked too. In fact, when they were in the house, they never wore clothes unless they were expecting guests. He sat on the sofa beside Hafiz, who was masturbating furiously.
“Hi Abbajaan,” said Hafiz wished good-morning.
“Hi Sona, what’s the occasion?” Mansoor queried.
“Ammijaan needs some spunk and you were in the shower so I said I’d do it. Wanna watch?” Hafiz questioned. Mansoor did want to watch.
“I’m ready Ammijaan !” shouted Hafiz. Parveen came into the room carrying a bowl.
She held the bowl in front of Charlie’s prick as he tugged faster and faster. Mansoor leaned over to look at what was in the bowl. Six raw eggs. Omelette for dinner. Just like Parveen when she’s horny, he thought, something quick and easy so they can get back to fucking.
“Here it comes!” Hafiz’s strokes on his cockhead increased in speed and then he stopped. Pulling his foreskin all the way back he aimed at the bowl and a huge jet of his boy cum sprayed from his prick. His father watched the boy’s cock intently: foreskin up, foreskin back, cum shoots out. When Hafiz was finished, his jizz was floating around the bowl among the raw egg yolks.
“Thank you Sonamani,” said Parveen. “Dinner will be ready within ten minutes. Why don’t you go and get your naanee ( grandmother ) ? In the meantime you ( Mansoor ) can help me set the table.” Parveen returned to the kitchen and her son got up to leave.
Hafiz ran upstairs to find his grandmother Rukshana. Mansoor sat back, his hand unconsciously moving towards his own manhood. His wife’s hands move down his body towards his crotch. “We better eat quickly.” She gave his cock a quick squeeze. “I have a feeling we’re gonna be trying some new things tonight.”
“Got anything in mind?” asked Mansoor as he turned his head and kissed his wife hard on the mouth, his tongue forcing it’s way into her mouth. At the same time, he reached behind him and gave her pussy a quick rub.
“I have a few ideas,” said Parveen, breaking off the kiss, “You’ll have to wait and see.”
“Hey, you said it was dinner time.” It was Rukshana’s voice. “So stop messing around. I’ve been playing with my dildo all day and I’m starving.”
Parveen and her husband stopped their playing and they all sat down to eat the cum-enhanced omelette which Parveen had cooked.
“So, Mansoor Sona,” asked Rukshana, “How was your day?” “Okay. I couldn’t wait to get home, as usual. I missed your tight cunt Amma” Mansoor replied.
“I’d like to see that,” said Rukshana as she took her last bite of omelette.
“Nice dinner Paru Maa. What did you use tonight to this omelette ? It tasted like Hafiz.” Rukshana queried.
“It was,” said Parveen as she too finished her food, “You men nearly ready? I’m thirsty.”
“Me too,” said Rukshana clearing the table of the used plates. “Let’s do it,” said Mansoor, finishing his food and draining the large glass of water in front of him. Hafiz did likewise.
They followed the same routine every night. Mansoor and Hafiz would drink a lot of water during the day and not go to the bathroom. At dinner, Parveen and her mother would never have a drink. They would eat their dinner, the saltier the better, building up a thirst for the men to quench.
With the table cleared, Mansoor and his elder son climbed onto it and took up position side by side. Parveen and her widow mother came and stood in front of them, mouths open, waiting for the shower.
“Here it comes,” announced Mansoor as the piss began to leak from his cock.
“Mine too,” said Hafiz, directing his piss at his naanee’s gaping mouth.
“Why don’t you hold each other’s?” asked Parveen after she had swallowed a mouthful of her husband’s amber urine.
Mansoor and Hafiz looked at each other and, without saying a word, each took the other’s manhood in their hand and directed the urine-spray over the mother-daughter. Together, they filled Rukshana and her daughter’s mouths with their piss before hosing down their tits. As the flow trickled to a stop, they watched as the drops ran down from glistening tits to damp the pubic bushes.
“Why don’t you two sit here now?” said Parveen, placing two chairs side by side facing the table, “Get to know each other while we put on a little show for you?”
Mansoor and his son got off the table and sat on the chairs. Parveen climbed onto the table and lay on her back, her legs spread wide, her cunt tilted towards the watching men. Rukshana climbed on top of her daughter and lowered her head into her daughter’s crotch. Her own pussy was resting on her daughter’s face, her ass lifted up so that her son-in-law and grandson could get a good look.
Using two fingers, Rukshana Begum slowly eased her daughter’s soaking cunt open, exposing the soft pink flesh underneath. Holding the lips apart, she ran her tongue along her daughter’s pussy, slowly and with the lightest touch. She felt the shiver that ran through Parveen’s body as her mother licked again, this time with a bit more force.
It wasn’t long before Rukshana was attacking her daughter’s cunt, tongue-fucking her hole while her fingers rubbed her clit. Mansoor and his son were still holding each other’s cocks, both of which were now rock hard from watching the mother-daughter lesbian live-sex show in front of them.
On the table, Parveen was working her famous Authoress mother’s pussy in the opposite way. She had two fingers sliding in and out of the 49-year-old’s slimy snatch as her tongue flicked her long clit .
“More,” said Rukshana as she rubbed her daughter’s clit, “More fingers.” Parveen was only too happy to oblige her mother. Without any hesitation, she slipped a third finger into her mother’s cunt. She moved her tongue from Rukshana’s clit to her tight little brown asshole. Using her free hand as best as she could, she spread her mother’s huge ass cheeks as wide as she could and began to ream the puckered hole.
“Oh yes Parveen sona Maa amar,” screamed the famous Bengalee Authoress, “Tongue my asshole !”
As much fun as he was having playing with his son, Mansoor had to fuck something. Taking his hand off his son’s cock, he stood up and positioned himself at the entrance to his wife’s cunt. Rukshana stopped her work on her daughter’s clit and took her son-in-law’s shiny cockhead in her mouth.
“Good Amma, good,” moaned Mansoor, “Now ease me into your daughter.” Rukshana sucked a little more pre-cum from her son-in-law’s erection and spat it into her daughter’s open cunt.
“You ready baby?” Mansoor asked his wife.
“Always. Fuck me hard.” Parveen said, at that, Rukshana placed her son-in-law’s cockhead on her daughter’s cunt-hole and Mansoor thrust forward. His cock disappeared into his wife’s snatch.
“Oh that feels good,” shouted Parveen as her husband pulled his cock out almost completely and then rammed it back into her up to the base. In her pleasure, Parveen had stopped her tongue action on mother’s asshole.
“Hafiz sona ,” Parveen said, looking at her son wanking in his chair. “Why don’t you lick your Naanee’s asshole while I finger fuck her?”
Hafiz didn’t need asking twice. In an instant he had his Naanee’s ass cheeks spread and his tongue poking past her tight rosebud and into her anus.
Mansoor pulled his cock from his wife’s pussy and pushed it into mother-in-law’s waiting mouth. With one thrust, he managed to stuff about full of his prick into her. He held it there for a few seconds as his mother-in-law did her best to suck the contents of his balls into her mouth, and then pulled it out and straight back into his wife’s waiting cunt.
Hafiz had most of his tongue inside his Naanee’s ass. Parveen had reached out with her free hand and was massaging her baby’s hairless balls. The kid took his tongue from his Naanee’s shitter and shared a deep kiss with his mother. The taste of Rukshana’s ass sent a wave of nasty pleasure through her daughter and she felt her first orgasm building.
“Don’t stop honey,” Parveen called out to her husband, “Fuck me till I cum.” Mansoor obeyed his wife’s plea by increasing his thrusts and Rukshana glued her mouth to her daughter’s clit, sucking the swollen lump into her mouth.
Hafiz, too, wanted to cum, and had placed his cock at the entrance to his Naanee’s asshole. A few quick thrusts into her sodden pussy to lube him up and he was pushing his cockhead into her shitter. He felt his widow Naanee’s anal ring offering no resistance as he continued to push his meat into her. Once, his cockhead was inside, the rest of his shaft slid in easily, his Naanee’s tight asshole was like a vice on his prick as he fucked her bowels.
“Yes! Yes!” screamed Parveen as her orgasm rippled through her body. Mansoor felt the warmth on his shaft of his wife’s cunt cream as it leaked out past his cock, pooling on the table below them. Rukshana was screaming too, as her baby grandson hammered her asshole. Combined with her daughter’s finger assault on her cunt, the great Bengalee Authoress was in the middle of one long orgasm.
With each scream, Hafiz felt his Naanee’s asshole tighten on his cock and he could feel his cum building and knew it wouldn’t be long before he came. He always came quickly the first time but he was young and could cum all night long. Always hard and always full of spunk, ** was a great age.
Rukshana was rubbing her son-in-law’s balls with one hand, her other hand playing with his ass. She was circling the entrance to his anus with her middle finger, and the tingling sensation was causing her son-in-law to feel the need to spurt.
“I’m gonna cum soon honey,” he announced to his wife.
“Cum inside me baby. I want to feel your seed in my cunt.”
Mansoor continued his thrusts, feeling his orgasm building. Then, suddenly, his mother-in-law pushed her finger right up his asshole and quickly curled it up inside him, prodding his prostate. The effect was instantaneous.
Mansoor began to cum right then. Jet after jet of cum shot from his thrusting cock, splattering his wife’s cunt walls with jism. Hafiz too was cumming. Wanting to surprise his mother, he had said nothing. As soon as he was about to blow, he whipped his cock from his Naanee’s asshole and jerked his spunk all over his mother’s beautiful unsuspecting face.
“You little bastard!” shouted Parveen as her son’s warm goo landed on her cheeks and mouth. Hafiz laughed as he continued to plaster his mother’s face with his cum.
“For that, you can lick me clean.”
“With pleasure,” said Hafiz, and he hurried down to where his father was withdrawing from his mother. Without warning, he grabbed his father’s cock and placed it in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the cockhead, squeezing the last drops of cum from him.
Mansoor was amazed at how good it felt. He hadn’t thought about it before, but he supposed that the best person to give a blowjob was a guy. After all, they knew cock better than anyone. As quickly as he had started Hafiz stopped and let his father’s prick fall from his mouth.
Then the kid had his face buried in his mother’s pussy and was licking and sucking his father’s spunk from her cunt. Rukshana had climbed off her daughter and was sharing a deep kiss with her as they passed Hafiz’s cum back and forth between them. Rukshana looked up at her son-in-law.
“Okay. I think that’s enough.” said Rukshana, “Mansoor sona, sit in this chair.” Mansoor did what he was told. Sitting close behind the chair, facing her husband’s back, Parveen placed his hands on her tits.
“Play with these,” she said. Mansoor began to squeeze his wife’s large tits with his hands. Her nipples, also big, were rock hard. He pinched them, hard then soft. Parveen moaned in pleasure as he alternatively kneaded them into her breasts and pulled them as hard as he could towards him. Hafiz, meanwhile, had knelt in front of his father and was busy between his legs.
Holding his father’s cock tightly at the base with both hands, he began to take his cock into his mouth. He moved slowly at first, running his tongue up and down the long smooth shaft and around the glistening cockhead, moving the pre-cum oozing from the tip all over the cock. Mansoor was in heaven.
Rukshana had knelt behind her grandson. She was holding his ass cheeks apart as she lapped at his hairless crinkled asshole like a hungry dog. She felt Hafiz shiver with pleasure each time the tip of her tongue ran over his anus. He pushed his ass back into her face, his sign that he wanted her to take it to the next step. Stretching his ass-cheeks apart even further, Rukshana moved forward so that her face was in practically in his ass. She grabbed hold of his thighs and began to force her tongue inside him.
Parveen was not idle, she was rubbing her clit with her left hand as three of the fingers from her right hand sank deeper into her soaking cunt. Unable to see what was going on, she had to make do with the sounds of sucking and slurping and the intense pleasure. Her husband was inducing from her nipples. Hafiz had his father’s cockhead in his mouth and was playing with it as though it was a big salty gobstopper.
Mansoor’s prick was leaking pre-cum. He had had a lot of blowjobs over the years but this was different. His son was a mere minor. It was wrong on so many levels but the pleasure was intense. Hafiz opened his mouth wider and began to slide further down his father’s throbbing prick. He didn’t know if he would be able to take him all in his mouth but he was enjoying trying it.
And his Naanee’s work on his ass was having a mighty effect. His cock was rock hard as he reached around to give himself a wank. Rukshana had two fingers sliding in and out of her grandson’s asshole. Any time she needed more lube, she simply removed her fingers, spread his asshole wide and spat into it. Mansoor watched, amazed and aroused at the brutality of it.
“Harder Naanee,” groaned Hafiz, “Stuff your fingers into me.” Rukshana increased the pace of her finger fucking as she tugged on his balls with her other hand. Her own sex was oozing cunt cream and screaming for attention. She knew that she’d get it soon enough as she pulled her fingers out and inspected the gape in her grandson’s anus.
“I think he’s ready Paru Maa,” she said.
“Ready for what?” asked Mansoor, although he suspected he already knew the answer.
Parveen stood up and removed her son’s head from her husband’s crotch. “Ohhh Ammi, I was enjoying that. I almost had Abba’s whole length in me,” complained Hafiz.
“Don’t worry Hafiz sona ,” giggled Rukshana, ” You will.”
Parveen positioned her son so that he was bent over the table, his young ass sticking out. Rukshana knelt below her grandson and pulled his ass cheeks apart, exposing his finger- abused hole for everyone to see. Parveen grabbed her husband by the cock and pulled him to his feet. She lead him over to their son’s ass and held his cock close to the boy’s open asshole.
“You ready honey?” Parveen asked.
“I don’t know,” said Mansoor. He was enjoying himself for sure, but he didn’t know if he was ready to butt fuck his own son. “It’s just an ass Sona. You fuck mine and your wife’s all the time,” said Rukshana, running her tongue along his length. “But… what if I hurt him,” asked Mansoor.
“Don’t worry Abbajaan,” said Hafiz eagerly, “Naanee fucks my ass all the time with her dildos. I want you to fuck me.”
“Let me help you.” Parveen placed the tip of her husband’s cock against her son’s open asshole.
It was as if an electric current ran through his body. Mansoor hadn’t felt as excited in a long time. He was overcome with a desire to fuck his son hard and fast. Pushing his cock into the boy’s shitter, he met with the usual resistance and hesitated. Parveen gently pushed her husband’s ass towards her son. Mansoor forced his cockhead into his son’s asshole and felt the warmth of the boy’s ass surround his cock.
“Further,” his son hissed. Mansoor pushed further into his son, feeling his own skin stretching back in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Hafiz’s ass was tight, sucking his father’s cock into him like quicksand. He could feel his father’s prick splitting his ass in two but he didn’t scream or complain, he loved the pain.
Mansoor slowly pulled back out until just his cockhead was inserted and then worked his way in again. As he did so, he could feel his mother-in-law’s tongue running along his shaft, her hot breath on his balls, as he began to pick up the pace. Finding his rhythm, he began to fuck his son hard. It wasn’t long before he was able to slide his whole prick up the boy’s shitter, his own balls slapping off his son’s ass.
Parveen was behind her husband, her tongue in his asshole. Rukshana was lapping up the yellowish tangy ass juice being expelled from her grandson’s asshole, and sometimes she licked her son-in-law’s shit-coated hard prick coming out from Hafiz’s asshole. It was too much for Mansoor to take. There was too much pleasure for him to hold out for any length of time. Without warning, he began to cum inside his son’s ass. He felt his cum ejaculate in five powerful jets as he continued to pound the ** year old ass in front of him.
Hafiz too felt it, his father’s cum was plastering his bowels, warm and sticky. Finally spent, Mansoor lay on his son’s back for a minute to catch his breath. He leaned close to his ear and whispered. “Thank you, Sona.” he said, ” I enjoyed that very much.”
Mansoor pulled out of his son and stuffed his yellowish shit-covered prick into his mother-in-law’s mouth. She greedily swallowed his length. She loved the shit’s smell and taste of fresh shit on the cock and took no time cleaning off her son-in-law’s cum and grandson’s tangy shit-juice from the shrinking cock.
Parveen had attacked her son’s asshole and was scooping her husband’s cum mixed with her son’s yellowish shit out from her fingers as she licked the juices that had coated his ass cheeks and balls.
“Excuse me,” came Hafiz’s voice, “But I have a massive hard on and I need to fuck.”
“Come on,” said Rukshana, grabbing her grandson’s erection, “I’ll take care of you.”
As the couple began to leave the room they stopped for a second to watch their son’s fuck. Rukshana was on her back, holding her legs wide apart as Hafiz pile- drived his prick deep into his Naanee’s pussy.
“Goodnight Ammi,” said Parveen, “Enjoy yourselves.”
“Don’t stay up too late,” Mansoor added.
But they didn’t hear them. They were too lost in their own lust to notice. As the famous Bengalee TV serial actress followed her husband upstairs, she could hear their moans and grunts coming from the living room. What a day, she thought. And this was only the beginning. Soon, she’d include their younger son in this great perverted sexual session, a thought that both excited and thrilled her. As she lay in bed in a piss-stained condition, Parveen Khatun began to think of all the scenarios they would soon indulge in. And before long, her insatiable cunt was throbbing in nasty thoughts.
End of Ch 5
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