Bang, Bang With Teenage And Middle-Age Cocks

(I thank Mrs. S.A for sharing her fantasy and her inputs. She has successfully seduced a teenager and seducing a middle-aged man will be child’s play for her, but she is waiting for a deserving man. Though her fantasy is not yet materialized, she asked me to write the story anyway. I am grateful for her encouragement and giving me the liberty to mould her story as I liked)

I am amazed at men who are very brilliant, sharp and intelligent in office matters but are totally blind, deaf and ignorant in domestic matters. I am not talking just about Varun, my husband, but male species, in general.

After Henry, the South African giant with 14 inch cock fucked and ravaged my and Mother in law Bhakti’s cunts, we were both limping, when Varun returned from his tour after two days. He did not find anything odd that his wife and Mom were suffering from same maladies; both were limping and both wincing when sitting. He mouthed some sympathetic words, enquired about creams and medicines….and that’s all, no suspicion whatever.

When he was poking me in buttocks with his hard on at bed time, I gave him a blow job and swallowed his cum without gagging. As I was drifting into sleep he asked me if his Mom’s cunt was less painful, I told him to leave her alone as her infection was worse.

Next day Bhakti, my MIL, told me that he approached her in the morning and she also gave him blow job. I was quite angry and wanted to blast him but she pacified me, lecturing about needs of men.

I recovered faster may be because I was younger or may be because Henry was far gentler with me than with Bhakti. So my fucking sessions with Varun resumed and after couple of days, Bhakti also joined later.

Henry’s 14 inch cock had done something to my Mother in Law, Bhakti. It opened some lock in the floodgates of her sexuality or activated some nerves in her cunt with the result she became forever hungry, horny and lusty like a young bridegroom after nuptials or a teenage boy who had just fucked a lady. It looked like she wanted to lap up everything that she missed out due to her conservatism.

She could not have enough of my tits and cunt. Once in 15 to 20 minutes she would come, take my head in hands and kiss passionately, sucking my tongue and licking all corners of my mouth, squeezing my boobs and buttocks. When I am watching TV, suddenly she would lie in my lap and suck my breast like a baby or lick my cunt when I am cutting vegetables sitting in a chair. She bought nighties with Velcro strips which need to be just pulled to open for easy access to tits and cunts, unlike nighties with hooks and buttons.

I also found myself responding and paying her back in same coin. I stopped calling her ‘Maa ji”. It is now ‘Bhakti”, ‘Darling” or ‘Love’. We were like bitches in heat always licking and sucking.

I would call sometimes ” Bhaktiiiiii, baby, where are you, come to mama for feeding…”

She became so incorrigible; she couldn’t stay away even in public places. In supermarket, if no one was around, she would kiss me, squeeze my boobs behind some racks or finger my cunt in taxis under cover of handbag.

One day, when she was teasing me, not licking my cunt but just kissing on the mound and lips and lightly licking pussy lips and when I lifted my crotch to press into her mouth she moved her face away, smiling.

She wanted to make me beg her. I lost patience and shouted at her “You bitch, when you scold and rant at your daughter in law, your tongue is like a whip, long and harsh but when it comes to licking her cunt, why is it so small like your clit? Shove your meter long tongue and lick all corners..”

She was shell shocked. I also was suddenly scared. In my enthusiasm, I forgot she was my mother in law and all cruel Saas bahu serials and Lalita Pawars flashed in my mind.

Bhakti stood up naked, haughtily stared at me “You ungrateful bitch, I should not have told Henry to be gentle with you, I should have asked him to tear your cunt and ass apart…” she was shouting as she came into 69 position and clamped her overflowing cunt on my lips and started licking my cunt like a woman possessed.

We discovered to our shock that we were getting turned on and flowing by buckets when we gave each other choicest abuses. Now our vocabulary was replete with ” Randi”, “Whore”, “Bitch” “Slut” accompanied with sentences that would have made prostitutes in red light areas blush.

While we were abusing each other, we would be kissing, sucking and licking with gay abandon. She would taunt me that she would get me fucked in all three holes so badly that I would be able to only move about on my knees and hands and I would retort that would be like heaven when compared to what I planned to do her nine holes and she would only crawl. But we would not be shouting but talking in low, sexy, hissing whispers, driving us both into crazy orgasms.

One day as we lay in each other’s arms, exhausted after heavy duty licking, sucking session. Bhakti smiled at me and asked where I learned such raunchy language, only prostitutes can talk like that.

I replied that in my Grandfather’s village, women always used to clash at common water taps and I used to listen to their fights and their gaalis. Bhakti said she learnt from her Grandpa’s workers in fields.

She looked at me speculatively and pulling my nipples asked me “What is your fantasy?”

Without any hesitation I told her “To get fucked by one teenage cock and one Middle aged cock”.

Bhakti laughed “One in cunt and another in Anus?” Now she was squeezing both tits.

I shook my head “No. Both in cunt”

Her hands stopped in squeezed position. “Whatever gave you the idea that you can take two cocks in your cunt?” she asked unbelievingly.
“When Henry was fucking me, I had the idea. If I can take his huge cock, I can take two average sized cocks easily” I told her and laughed, ‘Don’t worry, it is just a fantasy. I will preserve my cunt for your son”

She also laughed heartily and told that her fantasy was now to see two cocks fuck her whorish daughter in law’s cunt.

But we were careful in Varun’s presence. We didn’t want him to think his wife and Mom were Randis. Before Henry’s incident, Varun used to fuck me in the nights and his Mom in the morning. After Henry episode, Bhakti was sleeping on our bed and sharing Varun with me. Since we wanted one more child, Varun did not get sterilized and we were using condoms. Bhakti wanted to be fucked without condoms. So, he used to fuck us alternately and when he was about to cum, he would take out condom and fill Bhakti’s cunt.

We were all so happy and got used to the routine, the blow when it came, it floored us.

I lifted the phone when Bhakti was sucking my left tit. It was Prakash, my Sasurji, Father in law.

“Hi, Shweta, how are you?’ his booming voice was very jovial.

“Namaste, papa ji, where are you? We all are fine” I told him.

“I am coming by tonight evening flight. Ask if Varun can receive me or I will come by Taxi. Tell Bhakti to get ready. We will go back by tomorrow morning flight” he told me.

“No problem, We will receive you..” I told him and took details of his flight.

Suddenly there was a vacuum and uneasy silence. Bhakti silently got up, went and changed into her traditional dress. I also put on my regular dress. We knew our affair was drawing to an end.

I hugged her and could not hold back my tears as I begged her to let Prakash go, she could go a week later. Her eyes also welled up but she told me to come and stay with them….

…… “Hurry up, or else we will be late. I have to tell Dad to come by taxi if you delay any further” Varun was yelling.

“Give me a minute. I am coming” I shouted back and looked in panic at the heap of blouses which had become very tight.

“It is entirely your fault, Bhakti. Before you came, all blouses were fitting nicely. “I accused.

Bhakti smiled and said “Why blame me? Your hubby and son also suck your tits.”

“Yes, but not 24×7 like you. I will wear chudidar kurta” I pleaded with her.

“No. Prakash is very finicky about it. What is wrong with that black blouse?” Bhakti asked.

“It has a very low neck. Only areolas and nipples will be covered” I told her.

“Don’t waste time. Wear that blouse and red saree. And cover with pallau and hold it with safety pin, it will be ok” Bhakti advised. Accordingly I got dressed up and sat in the car and after initial flaring up, Varun cooled down.

As Varun was speeding up, I fished in my bag for safety pins. There were none.

“Oh, no” I exclaimed and asked Bhakti to see in her bag also. She also didn’t have. Now I was in panic.

How much care one may take to keep pallau in place, it will be impossible to completely cover boobs all the time. I thought , at least I am wearing a bra, so there is no danger of boobs spilling out of blouse when I bend to touch Father in law’s feet. But my relief was short lived.

“Are you wearing a bra?” Bhakti whispered in my ear.

“Yes. Why?” I asked, confused.

“Why are your nipples jutting out?’ Bhakti whispered again. I looked down, sure enough they were like marbles placed on my blouse.

I clutched my forehead. I was wearing the kinky bra varun brought from abroad which had holes for nipples. I thought of changing but in the last minute forgot due to Varun’s hustling.

Bhakti’s eyes sparkled as she wagged her finger in my face” Don’t get any ideas to seduce Prakash. I am not liberal like you to share hubby.’ I looked daggers at her.

We were waiting for may be 15 minutes when we saw Prakash coming out and waving to us.

“My God, he is handsome” I thought as I saw the tall, athletic figure approaching us. He had lost lot of weight and must have been working in gym. His shock of grey hair was the only indication of his age.

“Papa, you look so fit, like Vinod Khanna” I complimented as I handed over Rahul to him. Prakash was delighted that his grandson came so readily into his arms and planted a kiss.

“Why do you insult me? You could have said I look like Hritik or Salman?” he teased me. I and Varun bent to touch his feet… and my pallau got dislodged, exposing my milk white boobs and ample cleavage. My F.I.L dragged his eyes away with great difficulty as I managed to cover again.
Varun brought car, Bhakti sat in front and I and Prakash sat in the rear with Rahul sitting in his lap. I was feeling embarrassed as Prakash’s eyes were boring into the cleavage and my blouse. Rahul climbed from Grandpa’s lap and sat between us. Prakash was telling about his overseas topics and was ruffling Rahul’s hair. As Rahul was snuggling close to me, Prakash’s fingers brushed against my right tit.

I stiffened and thought that maybe it was accidental but few seconds later, again his fingers pressed more firmly into my tit. I looked at Varun and Bhakti , they were looking ahead. I moved my right hand to give his hand more room and arranged my pallau strategically to cover his hand. I was looking out from window as he freely squeezed my boob and was surprised to feel my nipple. He hastily took out his hand when Bhakti turned back to ask him something.

As we were approaching our house, Rahul spilled some chocolates from the cover and some landed in Prakash’s lap. I gently admonished Rahul and instinctively picked up chocolates from his lap and felt his cock give a jerk. I placed my hand and pressed his straining, warm cock for few seconds and removed hand reluctantly.

After we had dinner, we went to our bed rooms. We did not fuck; we were not in the mood. Varun and I were depressed that his Mom was going next day.

Next morning, as I was making coffee, Bhakti came into kitchen. Her hair was disheveled, eyes red and face puffed up. I laughed and told her that she looked like a bride after first night’s fucking session and she avoided looking at me.

“Yes, I can’t recollect when Prakash fucked me like this before. I suspect you have something to do with it. Did you allow him to fondle you in car?” she asked suspiciously. Somehow I diverted the topic.

They left in the afternoon. Our house was like a school on Sunday, so lonely, so boring. I could not imagine how we were living without Bhakti before.

Our lives were slowly limping to our normal routine, when another big jolt came. Varun was selected for 45 day foreign tour for seminars and I could not accompany him because of hectic schedules.

“Why don’t you stay with your parents?’ Varun suggested.

I shook my head; I wanted to stay with my in laws.

Bhakti received me at Air port. Prakash was as usual, on tour. As soon as we were in the house, Bhakti was all over me. We were naked in no time and had passionate session.

Later as we lay in each other’s arms, smiling contentedly Bhakti told me seriously “I have a confession to make”.

“Can I suck your boob while you are confessing? It will be easier for you” I told and moved down and took her boob in mouth and started sucking.

She pressed my head closer and said “Your fantasy is driving me crazy. Daily I am masturbating imagining two cocks fucking your cunt mercilessly”

I laughed “Bhakti, you are nuts. You should be imagining two cocks fucking your cunt and masturbate”.

Bhakti shook head “No, I am afraid. Cunt may tear apart”

I could not control my laughter “I had Cesarean. But you delivered two kids normally. Whole babies came out from your cunt without tearing your cunt. Why should two cocks tear it?”

Bhakti thought and conceded my point.

There was a play school in the colony which Rahul loved as there were many boys and girls of his age.

Two days after my arrival, door bell chimed as Bhakti was sucking my tit in sofa. I covered my boob and opened the door. One tall teenage boy was standing. He was gawking at me.

“Yes. What do you want?” I asked impatiently.

“Rajiv, come in. Shweta, you didn’t recognize Rajiv? Preeti’s son?” Bhakti told me. I looked him up and down.

“I can’t believe, is he the same boy who grazed his knees when he slipped and fell in kitchen? How he howled? But he was so small’ I exclaimed.
Rajiv smiled ” Shweta Aunty, that was ten years back, even your son Rahul was crawling some time back.” He came in and said his Mom wanted few tomatoes if we could spare.

I went to the fridge and brought some. I could feel his eyes boring into my nightie and lustily imagining beauty of my boobs and buttocks. As I was giving him our fingers brushed and he literally shivered like a leaf.

After he left, I locked the door and sat next to Bhakti and gave her my tit. She sucked for few minutes and said “Now you can fulfill your fantasy, at least partially”.

She laughed at my blank stare, “Did you forget? You told me your fantasy was to get fucked by teenage and middle age cocks?” I asked “So?”
“The teenage cock owner is Rajiv” Bhakti said promptly.

“Are you joking? He is just a boy!” I tried to laugh it off.

“Is he? The way he was ogling at you, if I were not there he would have fucked daylights of you” Bhakti said.

I laughed and thought no more of it…. Until Bhakti came and told me excitedly that everything was arranged, Rajiv’s parents were going for pilgrimage and Bhakti offered to keep him at our house so that his schooling was not affected. Bhakti took me for shopping and bought sexy two piece maxie , which was so transparent that nothing was left for imagination and top had such a big opening to show ample cleavage. Then we scouted and selected a Mom Son sex video and Bhakti made me rehearse process of seduction.

Next day, Rajiv shifted with his books and clothes. We gave him guest bed room. My room and his room had a common bath room with doors from both bedrooms. When I was in shower, I knocked on his door and asked him to go to my room and give my bra and panty which I forgot to take.

I opened the door sufficiently for him to see half of my boobs and guided him to the rack where I kept my inner wear and made him rummage through and get me one bra with holes for nipples and crotch less panty. I could see amazement in his face as he could not figure out purpose of those openings.

I gave a big smile and thanks and a fleeting glance of boobs (without showing nipples or areola) before closing the door. I wore normal clothes until Bhakti told me that she was going shopping and would be back after 3 hours and would bring back Rahul from play school.

I changed into 2 piece maxie and called Rajiv. He came into the hall and gaped at me. I motioned him to sit beside me on sofa. He sat at a distance and was darting uneasy glances at my cleavage. I smiled at him and extended my hands on hand rest further opening my top and lifting up boobs and stretching the fabric to show outlines of areola and nipples. He was gulping.

“Did you ever see blue movie?” I asked him.

He nodded.” Who doesn’t aunty?” he managed a nervous smile.

“Have you seen a Mom and Son movie?” I folded my hands across chest. I know from experience the swell of my boobs will floor any male. Rajiv was no exception.

He shook his head. I asked him to press ‘play’ on remote and moved close to him so that our thighs and hands were pressing. As movie started, his eyes enlarged as Son was stripping Mom and Mom pulled down son’s shorts. As son started sucking Mom’s tit I asked him huskily “Have you ever sucked breast?”

Now he needed no prompting. He pressed pause and turned to me and removed my top and knelt on floor and started sucking my tit while squeezing the other. I moaned” Aaaahhhhhhhhhhhh, harder mmmmmuuuuummmmm fasterrrrrrrrrrrr “and hugged him closer to my tits he started chewing my nipple while pressing other nipple. I pushed my hand into his shorts and grabbed his throbbing cock. I held his head in both hands and kissed him.

His eyes closed as he opened his mouth and allowed my tongue to play with his and I took his tongue in my mouth and started sucking. His hands were ravaging my tits. Slowly I dragged him into bed room, by the time we lay on bed, we were naked.

His cock was 7 inch long and was thin compared to full grown male cock. I licked and took in my mouth and started sucking as he started moaning “Aaaahhhhhhh aaaahhhhhhh, aaaaauuuunnnnntyyyyyyyyyyy “so loudly the sounds filled entire room. My cunt began to ooze juices so fast I stopped sucking and asked him to lick my cunt. I parted cunt lips and showed him where and how to lick. He was a good learner; he brought me to orgasm quite fast.

I screamed loud” Eeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh” and squirted liters of juice in his mouth, I pushed his head away.

“Now time has come for the final show. Fuck me. Ram your cock in my cunt and pound me as hard as you can.” I guided his cock into my very wet cunt and asked him to shove.

He pushed and within 4 strokes, he ejaculated. He was almost in tears as he took out his limp dick.

“I am sorry, Aunty. I am so sorry…” I pulled him up and asked him to lie next t o me. I kissed him and told him that I loved him and he was doing great.

As he relaxed and started to suck my tits, he was ready again within 10 minutes. This time he fucked me for 15 minutes and with each passing minute his confidence was growing. I kept on encouraging him by my moans, groans and exclamations about how hard and wonderful his fucking was. He really kept pounding hard and fast and with incredible energy with each trust I was moving my body rhythmically moaning “Aaahhh aaaahhhh, aaahhhhh”. With a final deep push he filled cum in my cunt pressing nipples hard which made me cum at the same time, he kept thanking me and saying how much he loved me.

Then we went naked into the hall, had lunch. In the next one hour he fucked me twice, doggy style in sofa while watching Mom son movie and next time I rode him and when he was about to come I sucked him and made him come in my mouth. His cum tasted wonderful, it was not so sticky or thick like adult sperm.

By the time Bhakti came back, our sessions were finished, he was studying and I was doing my work in kitchen. I briefed Bhakti about everything, her joy knew no bounds.

It did not require great deal of planning to make Bhakti surprise us and make the boy fuck her also.

We were so engrossed in out new found sex machine, Rajiv that we completely forgot about Prakash’s program.

One afternoon, I was riding Rajiv’s cock and Bhakti sat astride his face and getting her cunt licked. I and Bhakti were kissing and hugging and were completely lost to this world. Suddenly I jumped when two warm hands gripped my waist and a hot throbbing cock was pressed in the crack of my buttocks.

I shouted “Oooooooohhhhhhhh”, alerting Bhakti, who opened her eyes and stared into the face of her husband. Prakash must have come in using his key saw what we were doing, undressed and joined us.

Rajiv was frightened. His dick became small and slipped out. As Bhakti moved away, he got up and was shivering and pleading “Uncle, I am sorry, please forgive me, I will never do it again…..please don’t tell my Dad, he will kill me.” He was almost crying.

Prakash was not listening. He lay on his back and his cock was fully erect and was proudly staring at me with its eye. He very easily lifted me and my already wet cunt easily slipped on to his cock as he lowered me gently on to his lap I moaned “Uuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmmm”. He started mauling my tits and giving upward thrusts, groaning ” Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh muuuummmmm, your cunt is sooo wettttt.” I looked at Bhakti scared of her reaction.

“Don’t worry. I know everything. Bhakti planned even to small detail. She was the one who threw away safety pins in your bag and hid all your correct fitting blouses, making you wear low neck one. She planned to make your fantasy come true” Prakash was smiling as he was fucking me hard from down.

I looked at Bhakti, she was busy giving blow job to Rajiv to make his tool hard.

Bhakti smiled at me “My dear daughter in law, I order you to bend on Prakash. Lift your ass sufficiently so that this teenage cock also enters your cunt”.

I obeyed her and as I leaned on my Father in law, my mother in law parted my cunt lips and slowly pushed Rajiv’s teenage cock inside.

I held my breath as I could feel Rajiv’s cock rubbing on my wet, slippery cunt walls and was moving slowly until it was completely in, I screamed “Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh ” as both the cocks filled my pussy completely both of them slowly started fucking me. It took quite some time for us to get our rhythm right. Prakash, Rajiv and I have to move with good coordination while my FIL big cock filled deep in my pussy while Rajiv cock giving me more pressure at starting my FIL’s pubic hair was tickling my clitoris… aahhhhhhhhaaaahhhhhh what glorious fucking cocks……

Once we got it right, I got my dream fulfilled as both cocks fucked my cunt and I enjoyed much more than I thought was possible. They fucked long and hard and they filled my cunt almost at same time.

Bhakti said her fantasy was also fulfilled… to see her whorish daughter in law’s cunt fucked by two cocks……. But I would not let her off the hook so easily.

I went into 69 position and made Prakash lick my pussy, he was reluctant since both their cum was still oozing out. Bhakti cleaned my cunt with a cloth until all sperm traces were gone and wiped it with wet cloth. As Prakash started licking my cunt I slowly licked his cock still wet with my juices and at the same time rubbing his torso with my tits and erect nipples. It sent electric shocks through his body and his cock regained vigour. Boy of course was ready faster as Bhakti sucked him.

Now I forced a reluctant Mother in law to impale her cunt on her hubby’s cock and made her bend.

I opened her cunt lips, whistled and said ” ohhh, Bhakti, not only boy’s cock, two trucks can easily go, there is s o much space”. Every one broke into laughter.

I took boy’s cock and slowly inserted in her cunt and watched fascinated as her wet, slippery cunt gobbled up boy’s cock like a snake gobbles up a rat. Once it was fully in, I was more interested to see expressions in Bhakti’s face than the movement of cocks in her cunt.

So I strode across FIL’s face, clamped my cunt on his lips and gave my tit to Bhakti. She smiled and started sucking.

She screamed once as they started pounding her slowly first, then increased pace. She held on to my boobs for support and started screaming ” Ohhhhhh, yeeeesssss, fuuuuccckkk me haaarrrdder, deeepper, Rajiv, your mom doesn’t give you food or what, dig deeper, fuccckkkk me , ohhhhhhhh, yeeessss, like that…..”

I could not control and squirted juices in Prakash’s mouth, my mom in law’s bouncing boobs and her yells were so arousing and she kept licking and chewing my nipples…….

They pounded, pounded her until her screams became whimpers and filled her cunt…..As their limp cocks slid out of her cunt, she smiled and thanked me ……………………………………….