Rahul Menon was a middleclassIndian businessman living in the well to do suburbs of Mumbai (formerly Bombay)India. He was 48, married to Seema his wife of twenty-five years, who was 45.They had married young, as was the custom in the days when the lifestyle wasmuch different compared to that of a current cosmopolitan Indian city likeMumbai now.
They lived in a comfortable,luxury 3 bed – 2 bath Apartment in one of those high-rise towers you seesometimes in photos of Mumbai. Their son Aditya, who was 19, still lived withthem, and Nisha their 18-year-old daughter was normally away at a boarding school,but currently, was back home for a month’s holidays, which would be ending in afew days.
Aditya had finished school andwas preparing to go to a college in Mumbai to study law in a few months, so wasnow taking some time out, and enjoying himself doing what he liked for a while.Nisha had another four months to go at boarding school, before finishing hereducation there, and coming back home. They were a typical traditionalIndian-Westernized family in many ways. They dressed in a combination of Indianand Western styles – more Western nowadays at home, and out shopping orrelaxing, but traditional dress at social functions, where appropriate.
In their looks, Rahul who was5’9″ had put on a ‘middle aged spread’, but still retained some of hisgood looks, which had made him popular when younger. And Seema at 5’4″ wasstill very much a good-looking woman, with a voluptuous full figure. She hadbeen quite a stunner in her youth and she had looked after herself to this day.
Her body had grown larger – shewas now a size 14, but the proportions were still in balance. She had quitelarge, 38D boobs which still gave way to a curvy waistline, but her buttocksand ass had grown after giving birth, she thought a bit too much, although inreality they were very much in proportion to the rest of her now, and aglorious sight for any ass man who loved a fuller buxom figure.
Aditya at 5″10″ wasvery much a younger version of his father, and who at 19 needed to lose someweight (not fat, but a little chubby!), and had grown into rather a shy youngman who lacked some confidence. Both Rahul and Seema had been concerned aboutthis, but hoped he would grow out of it. He hadn’t had a girlfriend yet as faras they knew.
Nisha, on the other hand was muchmore outgoing. She had a beautiful face, but was a little more stocky in buildat 5’2″ with a rather plump ass and good sized 36C boobs, however herpersonality was much more relaxed and outgoing, and she seemed very comfortablein herself. The family was gathered in the kitchen for breakfast where
Seema and Nisha were standing bythe worktop chatting away whilst preparing the food. They had their backs toRahul and Aditya, who were sitting at the breakfast table. Suddenly, Aditya’smobile phone rang its rather irritating tune (so Rahul always thought), andwhile he got up to take the call in the hallway, Rahul looked over at his wifeand daughter.
Seema was wearing a beige figurehugging cotton trousers with a white blouse, whilst Nisha wore a t-shirt andtight fitting dark blue denim jeans, which showed off every curve of her amplebutt. Rahul was an ass man and couldn’t help admiring the behinds of his wifeand daughter as they moved about, even though one of the women was hisdaughter.
His sex drive was still very highat his age. He felt his face flush, as a sudden thought of going up to hisdaughter and cupping her ass cheeks through her jeans flashed through his mind.Mmm,’ he thought to himself, ‘I’ll have to ponder on these feelings a bitmore,’ and looked back down at his newspaper, as Aditya came back into the roomafter finishing his phone call.
He snatched a quick look up, andsaw Aditya looking over at Seema and Nisha, who still had their backs turnedand were chatting away. He was sure he saw, just for a moment, Aditya eyeing upboth his mother’s and sister’s butts as well. Rahul quickly looked back at hisnewspaper, before Aditya noticed he had been watched, and he felt a hardon comeon in his pants.
Rahul had always tried to be openwith his wife, so that night as they lay in bed, he raised his feelings of thatmorning with Seema. Seema,” he said, “This morning, when you andNisha were making breakfast, I got a hard-on looking at both of you. Seeingboth your behinds, all tightly wrapped as they were, turned me on, evenNisha’s, and I wanted to go up to her and give her butt cheeks a squeeze.”
Seema sat up and looked at herhusband, appearing to be horrified. “What? You wanted to touch up your owndaughter?” she replied. I couldn’t help it. I’m just being honest with youabout what I felt. The thought just happened and I found it quite arousing. AndI’ll tell you something else, I sneaked a look at Aditya, when he thought Iwasn’t watching, and I was sure he was eyeing you both up as well.”
Seema laid her head back on thepillow with a resigned look and a sigh.You men! she said finally, after amoment’s pause, trying to sound annoyed. Well,” replied Rahul “Ithink we should relax and take it in our stride. These sorts of feelings aren’tthat unusual, I think, although people tend not to talk about them.Psychologists know all about this.
Sons in their teens often may gothrough a phase when they have some sort of sexual attraction to theirmother’s, daughters may be attracted to fathers, and I’m sure fathers and mothersmay get some sort of feeling towards their young adult sons and daughters.Normally, it’s only a phase and nothing ever happens. Oh,” replied Seema,“That’s good to hear. Maybe I shouldn’t dress in a way that might getAditya to notice my body so much.”
Yes, you could do that,”said Rahul, “And Nisha will be back at boarding school in a few days andI’m sure my feelings will pass. Maybe we should be more physical with eachother and that will take my mind off it! Seema laughed and cuddled up to Rahuland gave him a kiss on the lips. She had a high sex drive to match herhusband’s and was always willing to satisfy his needs, which kept her satisfiedas well.
He responded and they kissed,their tongues lapping sexily at each other. She moved on top of him and felthis hands over her back and buttocks. His cock had risen in response to hersexy moments on top of him and she moved her pussy over his groin. Gentlyreaching down, she helped his erect dick into her moist pussy.
Ah, that’s nice” she said,feeling him enter her, and she started to hump her ass gently up and down.Rahul clasped both her butt cheeks, one in each hand and squeezed and rubbedthem roughly, enjoying every sensation of feeling her soft, large, fleshy ass. Ilove your ass darling,” he said, as she ground herself up and down on hisfuck pole. Even after all these years, I can’t get enough of fucking you,especially in your asshole.”
She raised herself up a littleway so that her boobs dangled over Rahul’s face and mouth, and he took herright boob into his mouth and sucked. First over the areola, a wide slow suck,and then licking around it with his tongue, he moved onto the erect nipple, andtickled it by licking it up and down and from side to side, before sucking onit. Seema writhed in pleasure as hesucked on her boob. She had always loved his technique of sucking on her tits,and it always sent an electric tingle through her body and down her spine.
She increased the pace of herhumping up and down on Rahul’s prick loving every sensation as it glided in andout of her wet, pulsating pussy. Under her, Rahul responded by increasing thepace of his thrust upwards. Momentarily, he moved onto her left boob and gaveit the same attention as he had given the right. Then Seema, with her eyes closed,sat up fully on his dick and as she knelt over his crotch, continued thefrenzied pace of her writhing up and down on his prick. Rahul watched her largeboobs jiggle and wobble in front of him as she rode him, and the sight of themcaused the semen to rise in his balls. Yea, fuck me hard Seema, ride me,”he cried out.
Fuck me you hot, dirtybitch.” He loved talking dirty at her when they fucked, and he knew itturned her on. Yesss fuck cum inside me” she replied I want to feel yourspunk in me. “Come on fuck me, fuck me hard” she added, now in alustful frenzy on top of him. They continued apace, and after a few minutesmore, both were close to cumming.
Rahul cried out “Ahhhhhh ashe spurted deep inside her pussy, whilst Seema lasted just a moment longerbefore she came, and shouted out Oh yesssss. She rolled next to him onthe bed, so they lay close to each other silently, savoring the after moment.Aftera minute Seema said, “Satisfied darling? Yes, of course honey,”replied Rahul with his eyes closed.
What he didn’t tell her was thatas he was cumming, he had imagined it was his daughter, Nisha, riding on top ofhim. “Goodnight” he added, realising he had lied to her for the firsttime in ages, and turned over onto his side facing away from her to sleep,feeling slightly guilty. Thinking Rahul was satisfied, andwanting to sleep, Seema lay there relaxed and feeling like she was drifting offsleepily as well. Her mind wandered a little as she snuggled herself down, andRahul’s words about her son Aditya looking at her in a sexual way crossed herthoughts again.
She hadn’t been quite honest withRahul. Recently, she had looked at her son in a way a mother should not,especially in the last year or so. And she was sure she had seen him looking ather body in a sexual way as well. It was a woman’s, or mother’s intuition. Hersex drive was high and she had imagined herself doing some quite naughty thingswith him, and even masturbated to the thoughts.
But she had never felt able totalk to Rahul about it. But now, as Rahul had raised some similar thoughts hehad for Nisha, her fantasies seemed to be something that might just bepossible. She would have to draw out Rahul’s feelings for Nisha first, and thenslowly tell him of her own attraction to Aditya as well. She would have to becareful how it was done.
First though, she would have toraise the subject again with Rahul, and carefully introduce the idea oftransforming their thoughts into reality to him. She felt a tingle of sexualarousal run through her and in her pussy, even though she had orgasmed only afew moments ago. Unconsciously, she licked her lips, and then tried to put thethoughts away. Slowly, she drifted off to sleep.
Whilst the parents slept withtheir own thoughts of lust, their son and daughter, Aditya and Nisha werehaving their own lustful desires, separately, in their own beds. Aditya,typically at 19, had his male hormones raging, and would often masturbate threeor four times and day. And the object of his thoughts whilst he did this, wasoften his mother. He had a thing for older women.
He had a collection of pornomagazines which were mostly the ‘over 40’ type and even one or two entitled‘over 50’. And he just loved to ‘beat his meat’ whilst looking at nude raunchypictures of older women. Sometimes he would imagine his mother striking a poselike that of the pictures he would often look at perhaps a like lady on allfours on the floor showing her asshole and pussy and looking back at the cameraas if asking to be fucked senseless.
Tonight he was thinking of hismom, in the tight beige pants she had worn during the day, remembering the wayher butt cheeks had stretched the fabric of the pants, and the way they hadwobbled and rippled as she had walked about. He’d had to go to his room acouple of times during the day just to wack off and get some relief, she’dturned him on so much.
Funnily enough, he’d also juststarted to notice how his sister, Nisha’s ass was starting to look quiteattractive as well recently. He was an ass man, no doubt, and both his mom andsister were both starting to look really hot to him these days. As he lay inbed, he wanked himself off, thinking about feeling up his mom’s beautiful wideass cheeks,
Imagining her bending over thekitchen worktop for him, wriggling her butt at him and then letting him cum allover the material of her pants. As he came thinking about this, he made surehis cum went over a towel he kept for the purpose, as he was careful about notleaving any stains on his bed sheets. He was quite secretive about hismasturbating, and tried not to leave any signs.
As he came, he felt a wave ofpleasure run through his body. Slowly he started to drift off to sleep, littleaware of the thoughts his mother was having about him a few doors away, whilstlying next to his father. Across the hallway, in her own room, Nisha lay inbed, with a couple of fingers of her right hand buried in her pussy. She wasplaying with herself, as she often did, bringing herself to another orgasm.
She had a secret. She was not avirgin, as was so common for unmarried girls of her age in India. She knew whatsex was all about, and having already had the ‘fire lit’, her lustful desireshad now to be satisfied regularly. Whilst being away at boarding school, shehad met a boy, the same age as her in the local area of the school, and onething had led to another.
They were now lovers, meetingsecretly, once or twice a week, and having sex. But she was not ‘in love’ withhim. No, she was quite sure of that. In the beginning, it might have been puppylove, but that had worn off, and now they would meet just for sex and a laugh,which seemed ok. But this also meant that when she was away from boardingschool, she missed the sex quite a lot, having got used to it regularly now.
Her mind was racing, as sheplayed with herself. She was thinking of her boyfriend, Amir, and sucking hiscock. She stuck a finger from her left hand into her mouth, imagining it to behis prick, whilst at the same time playing with her cunt with her right hand,and wriggling her pussy mound as she did so, enjoying the sensation.
As she carried on doing this, hermind wandered a little, and she had a flashback the way her father had lookedat her a few times recently since she had come home for the holidays. She wasnot slow on the uptake with the way men and boys would sometimes look at her,and she had seen a lustful look in her father’s eyes a few times. She had pretendedto be all innocent and not notice each time it had happened.
For a moment, as she masturbated,her mind replaced her boyfriend’s face and prick with that of her father’s, andshe felt a rush of lust run through her. At first, it felt a little strange,but enjoying the new image in her mind, and continuing with the thought, shefinally brought herself to an intense orgasm, thinking of her father, as shepumped her fingers in her pussy.
She lay there, feeling satisfied,but also a little aroused that imagining her father in a sexual way had hadsuch an effect. She wondered what would happen if she teased him a little withher body over the next few days whilst she was home. The idea gave her somepleasure. Thinking these thoughts, eventually she drifted off to sleep. To becontinued.