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The next morning around 10, we had to go to the temple for a pooja.
“It will take at least 3 hours to come back home. Bear with it, honey,” Keshav told me.
I was not a religious person at all. I had to dress in a silk saree. I made sure I covered my whole body. I usually drape sarees well below my hip. But that was not going to be the case for the whole week.
We had breakfast at the house. The plan was to come back by lunchtime. They had 3 SUVs. The temple was 30 minutes away from the house. It seems there still wasn’t space to accommodate 3 more members, 4 including me.
I was the last one to arrive because I was in the restroom. The others were the maternal uncle Ashok, his wife, and his son Kunal. They somehow made Kunal and his wife sit in the car, but we both couldn’t.
“We will send the car back for you guys. Please wait,” Keshav’s mom said. They were all in a hurry as it was getting late already.
“There’s almost no point in coming back to pick us up. By the time we’d reach, the pooja would be almost over,” Ashok said.
I just nodded and went inside the house.
“One whole hour in the house. Just you and me,” he said as he followed me into the kitchen. I drank some water. I needed that to stay calm. He hugged me from behind as I filled up my glass from the water purifier.
“Please, mama, we can’t do this,” I said, keeping the glass down. I tried to take his hands away from me, but he was strong. He started kissing my neck. That’s when I felt his dick growing larger and larger as it was poking my ass. It was definitely huge, so huge.
I was getting wet under there. My body started falling under his control. The efforts I put into trying to remove his hands slowly decreased, and he knew it. He took the saree pallu off the blouse. He was madly kissing and licking my back and neck, meanwhile pressing and caressing my midriff.
He seemed like a wild animal that’s been hungry for years. He turned me around and made me sit on the kitchen slab. He kissed my lips, I didn’t reciprocate at first, but eventually, I did. My inner slut was desperate to see how big that cock was.
“Finally, Anu, you are being cooperative,” he broke the kiss to say this and immediately started kissing again. It almost felt like he was eating my lips and mouth. He was wild, and I let him be. I started liking the feeling of rough facial hair rubbing on my body.
“This is wrong, mama,” I said. I lied because I couldn’t let him know I was desperate.
“It’s too late to think about it, Anu,” he said as he unclasped my blouse and took it off.
“What a pair of boobs you have here,” he said, squeezing them with my bra still on. I moaned a bit too loudly.
“You like this, huh?” he said, kissing my cleavage. He then took my bra off. My nipples were hard as a rock. He pinched both of my nipples which made me moan.
“Answer me,” he said, removing my saree as he sucked on my nipples. I was now stripped down to just my panties. “Answer me,” he said again. This time with a raised voice as he squeezed and sucked my tits.
“I love this mama. Don’t stop,” I said.
“What happened to your moral compass now?” he asked.
“I don’t care anymore. Please fuck me as you like,” I said.
“Get on your knees,” it sounded like an order, and I obeyed.
He unbuttoned his pants and lowered them to his thigh. Finally, the reveal. His huge dick sprung out of my face.
“What the fuck!” was my thought. It was incredibly huge and thick. It was not going to fit inside me easily. It was the largest dick I’ve ever seen, including porn.”Do you like it?” he asked.
“Do I like it? I fucking love it. If you had shown me this at my marriage, we could’ve fucked right there,” is what I thought of saying. But I didn’t want to submit to him that easily.
“I love it, mama,” I said and licked the pre cum off his penis head. He let out a slight moan.
“Do you wish you had let me do you earlier?” he asked. I didn’t answer it. Instead, I took a part of his dick in my mouth. It would be hard to take the whole thing in my mouth, but I was surely going to try it at some point.
I stroked the part of his dick that I couldn’t take and sucked the rest. He moaned a lot. I thought he might explode soon in my mouth. But I kept going, slowly taking more and more of his dick in my mouth.
I was maybe 3 or 4 inches away from taking the whole thing in. He pulled my head close to his shaft and forced the whole thing in. It gagged me, and I needed to catch my breath, but he didn’t let me.
He mouth-fucked me for around 2 minutes before he came inside my mouth. Like a good girl, I swallowed all of it.
“That was so lovely, mama,” I said as I stood up.
“Oh, and we are not even close to being done, baby,” he said as he gave my ass a hard spank.
“I hoped so,” I said and winked at him. We went to the living room. He sat on the sofa.
“You want me to ride you, mama?” I asked curiously.
“I do, baby,” he replied, his eyes on my boobs hungrily. I pushed my panties to the side and put my legs beside his thighs on the sofa, facing him. He started feasting on my boobs madly. He pulled me a bit closer and slapped my ass with his dick.
“Are you ready, baby?” he asked.
“Oh, give it to me, mama,” I moaned. The first few thrusts were smooth, maybe because only the tip of his monster entered me, and then came the storm. He wasn’t having my slow burner kind of fucking.
He put his hand around my waist, held me close, and took control. With every thrust, the pace increased, and more of his dick went in me. Within a few minutes, I could tell the whole thing was in me. The monster was exploring the deepest corners of my pussy. He was hitting all the right places perfectly.
The house was empty, and my moans were so loud I could almost hear echoes. I felt his monster throb inside me. He was surely going to cum now. But he stopped and held on to me tightly when his tool was fully inside me till it stopped throbbing.
He lifted me with his dick still in me and put me on the dining table a few meters behind the sofa. The missionary was not a favourite for me but anything for this monstrous dick.
He bent forward for a kiss and broke the kiss as soon as he started railing me. Â With a few slaps on my boobs and pinches on my nipples, I felt his cock throbbing in me once again.
“With Keshav’s dick dead…don’t you think it’s my duty…to fill you up with my seeds. Make sure your child has the DNA of this family,” he said in between his thrusts.
“Yes, mama, please breed me,” I said.
I could feel his thrusts get slower as he unleashed his juices on me. It felt so hot. I could feel he did fill me up with his seeds. Juices flowed out my pussy like a broken dam after he took his cock out.
He pulled up and buttoned his pants and sat on a chair. He signalled me to sit on his lap, and I did. He was fully dressed, and I was fully naked. We kissed, frenched.
“Calm down, mama. We’re going to be here for a week,” I said.
“But how do we keep doing this?” he asked.
“We could tell you’re sick, and I have to be here to take care of you when the family is at poojas,” I said.
“But shouldn’t my wife be the caretaker?”
“Yeah, but she is a religious woman. How can she avoid poojas?”
“That is true,” he nodded. “I really hope this works, baby. Even if it doesn’t, I hope we can fuck when everyone’s sleeping.”
“Of course, mama. But I want your monster in me at least 10 times a day,” I said.
“You are such a naughty slut,â he said.
“More importantly, your naughty slut,” I said, and we both laughed.
To be continued.
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