Sex in Indian family

Hasina pushed her legs wide open, revealing the moist rosy flesh of her choot and the fringe of brown curls. She went right for Geeta's clit, grasping it between her thumb and forefinger, kneading it. Geeta just managed to smother the lusty whimper that rose to her lips. It felt marvelous to have her clit rubbed and rolled like that... even by her own beti!

"Admit it, Mom," Hasina leered. "you love it!"

Geeta shook her head violently, but Hasina knew she was lying. She could feel the hot, sticky cream drooling from her mother's choot, and she knew no woman could hide that obvious sign of arousal. Hasina rubbed her mother's throbbing joy button faster, and more thick hot choot - cream soaked her fingers. She'd succeeded in turning her mother on, and now all she had to do was get her to admit it.

"Sameer, go down on her," she instructed.

"Hey, all right," Sameer cried.

Hasina scooted out of his way, and crawled between his mother's legs, lowering his face right down into to her glistening, pink choot. Geeta knew this was going to be the supreme test of her self- control. When she'd watched the kids through the keyhole, the thing that had excited her most was the choot-eating. Deep down, she knew she'd adore to have that done to her. Well, now it was going to happen, only she didn't dare admit her enjoyment.

"Uuuuuunnnhhhh," she gasped.

Suddenly Sameer was raking his big hot tongue up and down over the swollen flesh of her gaping slit, giving Geeta the most exquisite sensations she'd ever known. She felt her whole body flushing with arousal, and her face twisted into a horny grimace. She managed to keep quiet, but that was about all. To her humiliation, she creamed right into her beta's mouth.

"Yeah, Mom," he chuckled, "you love that, don't you? Mmmmmmm, your choot taste good, too! I'm gonna lick your rasheeli choot till you come!"

Geeta moaned hoarsely, knowing she wouldn't be able to keep quiet if he did that. It was enough of a struggle right now. Her beta was dragging his long, stiff tongue through her juicy slit, and it felt marvelous. Then he zeroed in on the most sensitive spot of all, the erect and pulsing bud of her clit, already hotly stimulated by Hasina's skillful fingers.

As Sameer's tongue touched her throbbing clit, Geeta almost flew off the bed. He used the stiffened tip of his tongue to flick and lash the ultra-sensitive bud, and it was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever known. Her chootdrooled helplessly, the musky liquid soaking his bobbing chin. Despite her embarrassment and guilt, Geeta knew she was doomed. She wanted this incredible pleasure to go on and on... she wanted her own beta to suck her choot!

"Go with it, Mom," Hasina urged from behind her, "you know you love it."

"Nooooooo," Geeta murmured.

But the husky excitement in her voice told the kids she was lying. Hasina knew her mother was on the point of losing all self-control. Sameer was very close to pushing his normally stern and puritanical mother over the edge into a mind-blowing orgasm!

Hasina watched intently, because everything depended on her bhai's efforts. He was an expert choot eater, as their mother was finding out.Hasina hoped he was so good, she'd soon be begging for more.

Sameer's glistening tongue was lashing up and down over Geeta's incredibly-aroused little joy button, sending blast after blast of delicious pleasure through her naked, writhing loins. The sensations were so intense, she had her teeth clenched, struggling not to cry out. But Sameer seemed to sense his mother's rediditance. It was time to hot up the tongue action a bit.

"Ohhhhh, God, unnnhhhhh," Moan gasped.

Sameer had made his tongue long and stiff, and he was sliding it up her choot. The sensation was exquisite. It was more than Geeta could take. She began to whimper lustily as her beta probed deep into her choot with the pointy tip of his tongue. Her husband had never gone down on her in all their married life, and she just wasn't prepared for the incredible pleasure she was feeling right now. The last of her mental defences simply melted away.

"Ohhhhh, yessss," she whimpered, "Lick me! Poke your tongue inside my choot, beta ...jara jor se chooso ... uuuuuuuhhh, don't stop!"

Sameer glanced up at Hasina and saw that she was grinning broadly. They'd won! Mom had admitted her pleasure, and now she wouldn't dare tell their Dad what they'd been up to. She couldn't, because she was part of it now. Her pretty face twisted into lusty contortions as Sameer began to tongue-fuck his beautiful mother in earnest. He pistoned the stiff meat hard and deep in her famished choot , and she wailed with delight.

"Unnnnnhhh, God, yes," she moaned, "do it to me, beta! Lick Mommy's choot! Mommy ki choot ko chooso .Make me come... oooooohh, I need it so bad!"

Hasina felt all the tension leaving her body. It had been a bit scary there at first, but now that they'd `persuaded' Mom into joining their family fun, they were safe.... or so she thought. None of them had the faintest idea that at that very moment, their father was about to make an entrance of his own.

Surya Prakash had planned a big surprise for his family that Friday afternoon. He'd just gotten a promotion and a raise, and he intended to celebrate by taking them all out for a fancy dinner. His boss had allowed him to leave work early, giving him the rest of the day off to celebrate with his family. Prakash entered the house humming happily to himself.

He could hardly wait to tell Geeta and the kids the good news. But to his surprise, there didn't seem to be anybody around. Down-stairs was empty. Where the hell could everybody be?

Prakash suddenly heard faint, muffled sounds coming from upstairs, so he went up to investigate. There were sounds, all right, really strange ones, and they were coming from the master bedroom. It sounded like a woman moaning in pain!

Alarmed, Prakash went silently to the door, knelt and peered through the keyhole. Later he figured it was as close as he'd ever come to having a heart attack. His eyes took in clearly what was happening on the king-size bed, but his mind refused to believe what he saw! It looked exactly as if Geeta and their three kids were having a sex orgy.

"Ridiculous," Prakash muttered, rubbing his eyes.

He must have been working too hard lately to have a fantasy like that. He looked again, but saw exactly the same thing as before. His whole family was naked on the bed, and Sameer was going down on Geeta while Hasina and Raja watched. This time Prakash couldn't deny the evidence of his own eyes. But his mind still reeled in shock at what he saw.

"Ooooooh, Sameer beta, do it harder now," Geeta cried, her face contorted with pleasure, "get me off, baby. Fuck mommy with your big, fat tongue!"

Prakash felt his lund start to stiffen. Shocked and stunned as he was, he couldn't help being turned on by his wife's obvious horniness. He'd never known Geeta to be this aroused, at least not since the first week of their courtship, before their parents had forced them to clean up their act. But so often during their marriage he'd longed for Geeta to act like this.

Secretly he'd wanted to make love with the lights on, to see his wife's gorgeous, naked body, to watch her face twist in hot pleasure as he fucked her. He'd wanted to go down on her, too, and he ached to have her suck his lund. But he and Geeta had always been so moralistic and puritanical, he figured there was no point in asking her to do such perverted things.

Now he saw how wrong he'd been. Geeta was just as hungry for excitement and novelty as he was. She was so eager for it, in fact, that she was getting it on with their kids! She was going out of her mind with pleasure as Sameer pistoned his long stiff tongue in her famished little choot.

"Oooooo, God! I'm almost there! do it - suck it - ahh suck all my choot ka rus " she sobbed.

Geeta arched her body to take her beta's pistoning tongue as deep as she could get it in her slippery-wet choot. She twisted her fingers in his hair and pulled on the back of his head, pressing his handsome young face into her hairy choot. Her eyes were tightly closed, shutting out everything but the wild pleasure she was experiencing as her own beta tongue-fucked her to climax.

Prakash's lund went stiff as steel, straining against the confinement of his pants as he watched his eldest beta give his wife the tongue-lashing of her life. He could tell she was very close to orgasm by the look of total lust on her flushed face and the loud squeals of ecstasy that escaped from her hotly-parted lips.

"Unnnhhhh, baby, I'm coming!" Geeta screamed. "UHHHHHHH!! JEEEESSSUS, YESSSS! AHHHHHGGGGGHHHHH!"

Prakash damned near came, too, as he watched his beautiful wife climax noisily. He'd never made her come like that. But then he'd never done the deliciously depraved things to her that their beta just had. He'd never crammed her creamy choot full of his tongue, even though he'd often fantasized about it. Well, things were going to change, starting this very day. Their sex life wasn't going to be boring and guilt-ridden any more.

"Uhhh! Uuhhhh! UUUUUUHHHH! FUCK! I'm coming so good!" Geeta wailed.

Sameer drew back and watched the results of his work, grinning broadly.He had good reason to be proud of himself. His pretty mom was coming like crazy, her body violently wracked by the most powerful orgasmic spasms she'd ever known. His big lund was stiff and ready, and he hungrily eyed the come-spurting mouth of her gorgeous choot. Hasina saw the familiar look of lust on her bhai's face and read his mind easily.

"Go for it, Sameer! Chodo use, uski choot garam hai" she urged.

"Hey, what about me?" Raja protested, fisting his rock-hard lund. "main bhi use chodana chahata hun."

"You'll get your turn, Raja," Hasina assured him.

Prakash listened to all this and turned red. He'd been so pre-occupied with watching Geeta, he'd lost sight of what was really going on here. This was incest! He couldn't allow this sort of thing to go on in his house. He and Geeta were definitely going to have a better sex life, but it was not going to include the kids... no way in the world! He had to stop this perversion before things got out of hand.

But he didn't act fast enough. Sameer flipped his mother over into the doggy position and shoved his lund into her rasbhari choot before Prakash had even opened the door. Geeta clawed the bedspread and let out a hoarse sustained moan of ecstasy as she took her beta's rock-hard lund to the balls. It filled her to the brim, pulsing and throbbing inside her tightly-stretched choot like a fire-hose.

Lustily, Sameer began thrusting his huge lund into his mother's garam choot again and again, fucking her deeply. His rapid, energetic strokes left her breathless.

"Unnnhhhh, shit, yes, beta," Geeta panted, " mujhe chhodo..aur tej chodo .Tumhari maa bahut chudasi hai ."

Prakash was torn between shock and lust. He was stunned to his wife and beta fucking, yet he was hotly aroused by Geeta's wanton display of animalistic lust. She was reacting the way he'd always wanted her to... thrusting her hips back like a Rundi... begging for more lund... squealing out her lust. Except it wasn't him his wife was being so sexually uninhibited with... it was his beta!

As Prakash watched, Sameer began to fuck his mother with fast, urgent strokes that rocked her slim body and made her big choochis jiggle beneath her sensually. Geeta was whimpering with pleasure. Sameer's lund was slamming into her chudasi choot so hard and fast, her garam choot juices were being whipped into a creamy froth. Her big, firm choochis swung heavily back and forth, jiggling lewdly with every powerful thrust. His beautiful wife was more insanely aroused than Prakash had ever seen her.

"chodo mujhe , aur jor se chodo " she babbled. "Uuuhhhh, yeahhhh! sameer bahut maja aa raha hai! bete apni maa ko chod uski gaand maar,uski moti gori gaand ko chod, teri maa tere lund ki pyasi hai"

Prakash's lund was as hard as a rock, jerking and twitching against his fly as he watched his beta's long, glistening lund slam repeatedly into his wife's besharam khuli hui choot.. He recalled that first delicious week of his courtship with Geeta, the only time they'd made love without guilt and inhibitions.

They'd been innocent young people then, hungry for each other, not aware that sex should be curbed. If only they'd continued like that! But they'd allowed themselves to be ruled by their parents' ridiculous puritanical teachings. Now Geeta had gone back to her old self, the way she really was... lusty and eager and hot blooded.

Sameer's deep, hard fucking brought his mother quickly to the verge of orgasm. Geeta closed her eyes and sailed into orbit, the powerful pleasure-spasms wracking her body. Prakash wished he could make her come like that... maybe he could!

"Unnnhhhh, yes, I'm cumming!" she wailed. "Ohhhhh, Sameer beta, aur jor se chodo! Uhhhhh, God, it's so damned good!"

"Unnnngghhhhhhh! Yeahhhh! I'm cumming too, Mom!" Sameer yelled, jetting his load into his mother's visibly-spasming choot.

"I'm cumming in your garam, chudasi choot! UHHHHGGGGHHHHH! MOMMMMM!!"

Prakash shivered with lust and envy as he watched his eldest beta shudder and bury his lund deep up inside his mother, flooding her choot with his incestuous sperm. Prakash's lund felt ready to explode. He was desperate for relief and Geeta's recently-chudi hui choot looked so tempting. But just as he was about to enter the room and take his rightful place between his wife's wide-spread thighs, Sameer flopped back with a satisfied sigh.

Raja immediately took his place, shouting, "My turn now!"

"Unnnhhhh, yesssss!" Geeta hissed, as her younger beta rolled her onto her back and scrambled eagerly between her glistening thighs.

Raja positioned the head of his lund in his mother's khuli hui choot and slammed it home with a grunt.

"Uhhhhhh! Fuck, Maa teri choot bahut tight hai!", he groaned, starting to hump his slim young hips madly. Geeta hardly heard him. She was in seventh heaven.

Sameer's fucking had felt so great, she wanted more of it. Raja gave her the same hard urgent strokes, blast after blast of hot sensation. Even though she'd just climaxed violently, she was ready to come again within seconds. She just wished that Prakash would fuck her like this, hotly and hungrily, without any sense of shame or guilt.

"Ooooh, baby, yes," she panted, " Raja beta, jor se lund meri choot main dalo . Aur teji se chodo . aah, han, meri choot phar do, han, zoor say, aur zoor say beta!"

Raja stared down at his mother's big jiggling choochis as he fucked her. Each rough thrust of his lund made her howl with delight, a slippery mixture of sperm and choot-juice bubbling out around his deeply-driving lund. He gave a cry of excitement as he realized his mother's choot was filled with his bhai's jizz, and he was fucking it out of her! Raja stepped up his fuck-thrusts and really pummeled her, slamming his stiff young lund balls-deep into her upthrust choot. Geeta screamed with pleasure.

Prakash saw that his chudasi bibi was going to come again, quickly and violently, and he gritted his teeth in frustration. He needed her rasbhari garam choot right now, but it was already occupied. Well, he wouldn't miss his chance this time. The moment Raja finished with her, he was going to charge in there and claim his wife for himself. He'd tell the kids the fun was over and to get their asses out of the master bedroom. He wasn't quite sure how he was going to punish them for their incestuous behavior, but he'd figure that out later. Right now all that mattered was getting some relief for his insane lust.

"Beta fuck me hard, you had this marvelous lund and my choot was starving all these days, come on pump it into mommy's choot ,beta.."

" chudasi maa come on take it.... I will fill your choot today. I want the long clit choot like yours.."

"Ohhhhh, chodo mujhe, Raja beta, aur jor se chodo! aah, han, meri choot phar do, You're making me come! Apna sara pani nikal do meri choot main " Geeta wailed."Ohhh, God, yessss! I'm cumming again! unnggghhh!"

"Come on my lund, Mom! Cum! CUMMM! ", Raja bellowed, squeezing his her big, jiggling choochis with both hands. Then his own orgasm was upon him and he shuddered and stiffened arching his back as his young seed spurted deep up into his mother's spasming choot hole.

He was still hammering his load into her when the bedroom door opened with a crash. Everybody stared in that direction, and then everybody groaned. It was Prakash, and he looked mad as hell. He came charging across the room and stood at the foot of the bed, hands on hips, glaring. Nobody dared say a word.

"All right." he thundered, "this little party is over. I want all you kids to get out and go to your rooms until I figure out what to do about your disgusting behavior!"

"Oh, yeah, Daddy?" Hasina said with a mischievous little grin. "If it's so disgusting, how come you've got a hard-on?"

Everybody stared at his sharply tented fly, and Prakash turned lobster red. Then everybody started laughing. Even Geeta cracked up. It was so obvious that Prakash had been spying on them and getting turned on. He stood there looking sheepish and wondering what to do now.

"Well," he said weakly, "it is incest, you know, and that's not right."

"Maybe, Dad," Sameer laughed, "but I sure bet you'd like to get in on it."

"Yes, dear," Geeta leered, "be honest with us. While you were watching, didn't you want to join us?"

Prakash just went on looking uncomfortable. He hadn't lost all his inhibitions yet, and as horny as he felt, he still couldn't admit it. The family saw that they were going to have to do a little work on him. Daddy wasn't completely won over to their way of thinking yet. But that bulging crotch of his suggested that their task wouldn't be too hard.

"Hasina, honey," Geeta said with a knowing smile, "I'm sure you can handle this."

"Oh, wow, can I ever," Hasina said eagerly.

She'd always found her father sexy, and now she had a chance to show him just how she felt. She slid off the bed and walked over to him, and Prakash's eyes ran helplessly up and down her cute, curvy, naked body.

Grinning enticingly, she unbuttoned his work shirt and helped him out of it. He seemed helplessly in her power as she tugged off his t- shirt. Then she reached for the fly of his pants, unzipping it deftly. His pants puddled around his ankles, and he stood there in just his jockey shorts, the fly bulging obscenely.

Hasina's hands were quivering with excitement as she seized the shorts and tugged them down. She had to go to her knees to do it, and his huge lund snapped free, brushing her face and leaving hot sticky juice. Hasina looked up at her father's big, stiff lund and moaned with excitement.

"Oh, God, Daddy... aapka lund bahut bada hai!" she breathed.

Raja and Sameer just looked awestruck and envious. The old man was hung like a bull, and Hasina could hardly contain herself as she reached for his massive lund and started pumping it in both fists. Prakash shivered lustily as his beti's fingers closed around the rigid shaft. His nostrils flared, and his eyes got glazed with horniness as she ran her hot little fists up and down his engorged lund.

"Come over to the bed, Daddy," she purred, "Let's get comfortable."

Even with his naked young beti jerking on his lund , Prakash still wasn't completely comfortable with all this, and he glanced uneasily at his wife as Hasina pulled him onto the bed.

"You sure this is okay with you. honey?" he asked.

Geeta grinned at him wantonly. He'd never seen such a lustful look on her face in all the years of their marriage.

"Ooooh, yes, darling, it's fine with me," she cooed, taking both her betas' lunds in her hands. "I intend to have some more fun with the boys, so there's no reason why you and Hasina shouldn't enjoy yourselves. After all, we're all family aren't we?."