A Son’s Revenge – Part 4

My dick was too hard now, and I wanted to fuck. I looked at Rhea sitting in my piss. I gestured for her to clean up. She took the support of the floor and stood up. I spanked her ass as she turned for the shower and laughed. “Keep the door open,” I ordered, moving to fuck Divya.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her thick tits hanging like huge mangoes, black nipples pointing outwards. I stood in front of her, and her hand moved towards my dick, shaking. I pulled back and pushed her on the bed. “Enough of the sucking.” I spread her thick thighs, squeezing them.

Her pussy was still wet, so I put the tip on her lips and started rubbing. She was looking sideways, trying to avoid eye contact as if that would make all of this real. I stopped for a moment and gently pushed my dick inside. She let out a moan.

I started fucking her, and the sound of our thighs clapping got mixed with her loud moans. She was tightly holding the bed sheet with one hand while her other hand tried to push me away. I increased my pace, both my hands busy, spreading her legs wider. Her moans got louder with each pounding.

I slowed down and left her legs, going down to kiss her. I squeezed her tits, which were now wet with her sweat. I kissed her gently on the lips, the motions of my dick slow and constant against her. She kissed me back and wrapped both her legs around my waist. I smiled against the kiss and increased my pace again.

She broke the kiss and started moaning again. I kissed her neck and collarbone while her nails dug inside my back. Her thick body felt like a cushion beneath me, and the strokes felt easier. I slowed down again after some minutes, and she took a deep breath while looking at me.

Her eyes were wet, and she was breathing hard. I pulled my dick out, which was still super hard and gestured for her to turn around. She got up, trying to balance herself on her feet and bent over with her hands on the bed, her gorgeous tits hanging.

I grabbed my tripod and placed it near the bed so that her ass was clearly visible. “Hey, Rajiv Ji” I whispered in the camera after pressing record. “Guess whose ass this is.” I pointed towards the huge brown ass in the camera. “Spoiler alert: it’s your wife.” I chuckled.

I grabbed her ass and squeezed it. I moved my hands around, feeling every inch of her giant ass. It was such a perfect shape, like two plums but in a bigger size. I kicked her legs and moved them further apart, revealing her shaved pussy, looking like a sandwich.

I grabbed my cigarette box from the table along with the lighter and kept it on her bent waist, preparing for the ass fucking. I kept my dick on her pussy again, lit a cigarette and pushed it inside. She moaned and let out a heavy breath. I started pounding her slowly, in a constant rhythm.

I took another drag and found her looking at me and then at the cigarette. I smiled and rolled my eyes. ‘This bitch is truly shameless.’ That’s what I thought, and I passed the cigarette to her. She took the cigarette, and I spanked her ass, gently rubbing her back.

Slowly my hands found their way to her hanging tits, and I started playing with them while kissing the back of her neck. She moaned softly in pleasure between the drags. She passed the cigarette back to me, and I placed it between my lips. I grabbed both her cheeks and started pounding her fast.

She was caught off guard and tried to look back. I took one last drag and threw the bud, taking control of her once again. She started moaning, and I grabbed the leash that was attached to her neck, still increasing the pace. Her pussy was tight, and the warmth was engulfing my dick.

I felt like cumming when suddenly my eyes went towards the washroom door where Rhea was standing, a towel draped around her body and her collar gone, looking at her mom getting pounded by a stranger. Anger rushed to my brain, and I stopped, pulling my dick out.

Divya, who had forgotten about the situation and was enjoying the fucking, was surprised too and looked back at me and then at her daughter. I pushed Divya’s ass in anger, and she fell face down on the bed. I grabbed Rhea’s hair, and she squealed in pain.

“Who told you to get dressed?” I jerked her head, making her face me. She was shocked and couldn’t reply.

“I need to teach you some manners,” I said, grabbing the towel with my other hand. I threw the towel at Divya and bent her daughter on the bed.

“Please. Not her,” Divya squealed. I glared at her, my eyes filled with anger. Her face was covered with fear, and she immediately looked down. I left Rhea’s hair and moved towards the chair to grab my bag. I pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a ball gag.

“The whole family lacks etiquette.” I grabbed Divya’s hands and handcuffed them behind her back. I placed the ball gag in her mouth and tied it. “You speak a lot, Divya. Now you watch.” I stood up again and went behind Rhea, who was still bent over the bed.

I placed my dick on her tight pussy and pushed, but it didn’t go in. I smiled at Divya, my anger vanishing slowly. She was sitting on the bed with her hands tied behind her back and saliva drooling on her huge tits.

“Are you a virgin, Rhea?” I rubbed her back while looking into Divya’s eyes, which were tearing up.

Rhea hesitated and cleared her throat. “I asked you something,” I said loudly and squeezed her petite shoulder.

“Yes.” She screamed in pain. I snickered as I gently rubbed my hard dick on her pussy.

“What a waste of such a good ass.” I squeezed her ass, my hand leaving an imprint again. “Don’t worry,” I said. I grabbed one of her thighs and put her leg on the bed. I spread apart her pussy lips even more, making space for my dick to go in. I placed my dick on her pussy once again and pushed.

It went in smoothly, and she let out a cry followed by heavy breathing. Her back arched up. I pushed it down slowly, my dick going deeper with each push and Rhea breathing more heavily. I paused and kissed her neck.

“This will be a lesson for you. The dildo of consequences arrives un-oiled.” I whispered in her ear. Both my hands squeezed and mauled her small tits. I pulled back from her neck and grabbed her huge ass, positioning myself. I started pounding her, slowly at first.

But it was not long before she was moaning louder than her mom, who was sitting drenched in her saliva, eyes tearing. I grabbed Rhea’s hair and went balls-deep in her pussy. It was tighter than Divya’s for obvious reasons. I was enjoying the movement.

I couldn’t stop myself while Divya begged with her eyes to leave her daughter. I was nearing my orgasm, and Rhea was beyond exhausted. Her tongue was out. She was panting like a thirsty dog, her body going numb. I pulled out, and she fell on the bed, breathing hard and groaning.

I slowly rubbed my dick and kneeled in front of Divya, spreading her legs and entering her pussy. My dick smoothly went in. I started sucking on one of her tits. I came inside her as she sobbed on my neck. I pulled out, and some of my cum leaked from her pussy.

I was exhausted, too, but this had been fun, I thought to myself. Rhea was half asleep in the same position. I opened Divya’s ball gag and she slurped some of her saliva in. She instantly knew why I had done that and bent over to reach my dick. She started sucking it and cleaning it.

I caressed her hair and smiled at the camera, which was still recording. She sucked me for 10 more minutes, after which I stood up. I stopped the recording and sent it to Rishi right away. Rhea was now asleep, groaning, and her naked body moving in her sleep. I released Divya’s handcuffs and kissed her gently.

“You’re a smart woman, Divya. I know, you know, it’s not over yet.” I spoke as I packed my bag and wore my clothes. She nodded while avoiding eye contact. I smiled and pulled the bag over my shoulder. She was still kneeling on the bed beside her sleeping daughter.

My eyes went to her tits again, as they always went. I couldn’t stop myself. I dropped my bag on the floor and gestured to her. “Why don’t you help me clean up first?” I said, lowering my bottoms. I went to the washroom and turned on the shower.

The hot water hit my body, and a wild sensation ran across my nerves. A feeling of satisfaction. A feeling of revenge. Divya followed and opened the shower door. She kneeled in front of me. I smiled at how good I’ve trained this uptight bitch in just a few hours.

She took my semi-hard dick in her hand and started stroking it while I rubbed shampoo on my head. She started sucking it and licking it, her tongue going to my balls. She sucked off the tip while stroking my foreskin. She was putting her heart into this blowjob.

She sucked my balls, taking one at a time. I washed off the soap from my body, and Divya was still going deep on my dick. I gave in to the warmth and suction of her mouth and came once again, this time all over her tits. She took it all without protest, and I got out of the shower.

I dried off and dressed while Divya took a shower. “I have your number. I’ll give you a call.” I winked at her and left the washroom. “Oh, and one more thing.”

I turned around. “Don’t pick if your husband calls. If you talk to him without my permission, I’ll send the videos from tonight to your relatives and pretty much everyone in the world.” I smiled. She nodded again, dread in her eyes. I turned around and left the washroom.

I grabbed my bag and saw myself out, filled with a weird feeling of joy. I looked at my watch. It was 1 in the night. I had one more errand to run before I went to bed. I had to go and meet Rishi for the next phase of my plan. I opened Rishi’s chat and tapped on the location link.

I went down to reception and booked a cab for Rishi’s apartment here in Manali. It took me 40 minutes to find his building, thanks to his love for mountains and views. I rang the bell and Rishi showed up 5 minutes later, whiskey glass in his hand.

He welcomed me in, and I made myself comfortable on his couch.

“Whiskey?” He looked at me from the bar counter.

“You have Jack Daniels?” I asked, fishing his centre table for cigarettes.

“One Jack Daniels coming right up.” I heard.

Rishi came back and placed a glass in front of me.

“So, how was it?” He smirked at me.

“You were getting live updates. Still need to ask?” I smiled.

“Watching isn’t as fun. You’ve gotten good, though.” He snickered and raised his glass.

“Cheers. You fucker.” I laughed and chimed my glass to his.

We talked for a while on drinks and it was around 3:30 when I decided to leave.

“So what’s the plan ahead?” He asked me at the door.

“I am going to lure Rajiv into coming here.” I lit a cigarette. “If everything goes to plan, he should be here the day after tomorrow. We can set the next phase in motion.” I took a drag and passed the cigarette to Rishi, who nodded.

“I’m going to rest now. I’ll talk to you later.” I moved towards my cab.

“One more thing.” I turned back. “If you find Mayank uncle, tell him I said yes.” I smiled and sat in the cab.

It took me more than an hour to come back to the resort. The sun was about to rise. I looked at my watch as I boarded the elevator. It was 10 minutes to 5. Mom would be very angry when she wakes and I would have to tell her some excuse. I thought of giving Mayank uncle as an excuse that he stopped me.

I stood in front of the gate and quietly placed my key card on the handle. The door chimed, and I entered the room. The room was dimly lit, with just a lamp that was glowing warm at the corner of the room. The moment I caught the sight of the bed, I saw two legs.

The legs of a man. He was sleeping naked on the bed, on his back, with his dick out. Then I caught the sight of mom’s ass. She was sleeping naked, too, on her stomach with her bare ass. Clothes were lying around all over the room, and it was a mess.

Suddenly, the guy got up as soon as I reached the edge of the bed. He stretched his hands and sat up on the bed, light falling on his face as he pulled out a cigarette from the pack on his side table.

“Mayank uncle?” I enquired.

“Rahul, my man. I was just about to leave.” He said, gently squeezing mom’s bare ass.