Owning My Aunt and Cousin – Part 2

Raghav’s Aunt was not tight. Especially after just being balls deep inside her daughter, the mother’s pussy felt used. But there was just something about her. The way she moaned. The way she submitted. The way her giant ass cushioned his thrusts.

He was very rough with his Aunt. He slapped her ass hard every few seconds as he railed her. He reached out and pulled her short, shoulder-length hair. She screamed.

He pushed his cock in deep and walked her to the table. On the way, he caught a glimpse of his cousin Anshu. She looked shocked, but also a flash of anger shot into her eyes.

He wasn’t in a position to think. He pushed Heena mami onto the table and resumed fucking her. “Raghu, please, please, please,” she groaned with every thrust. He pulled her hands behind her back.

Raghav heard the door shut. He looked around to see his uncle had closed the door. “I guess he had enough of the scene,” he thought.  “You see how your husband disrespects me?” Raghav slapped his Aunt hard.

“Ah, I’m sorry! You asshole, you no good asshole,” she screamed at her husband beyond the door. This turned him on. “Tell him what’s happening.”

“I love your cock, Raghu. I want only your cock. This cock, ah,” she was screaming.

“Yes! More. Anshu!” he called out to his cousin. In a second, she was by his side. He held her hair and kissed her. Pounding her mother while she screamed.

“Raghu owns me. He owns Anshu. He will make Anshu pregnant. He will make me pregnant. Give us your seed, deva.”

Raghav pounded her harder. His tongue was inside Anshu’s mouth. She sucked it needily. Heena was still screaming, “Your small cock is nothing compared to my Raghu. He is my real man. Aaah. Aah.”

Anshu slapped her mother’s ass. She looked into Raghav’s eyes, “Bhaiya, is she better? Am I not enough?”

Raghav stopped thrusting. He looked at his beautiful cousin and twisted his hands around her long hair. He pulled her close and kissed her. “Chhoti, you are my real girl. There is nobody like you. This bitch is my fluff. I’ll use her to get hard for you. ”

All this time, his Aunt had not stopped screaming, “Raghu will give me everything. Raghu will make me a queen.” There was something about her screaming that felt fake to Raghav. He wasn’t even fucking her, and she was it.

“Raghu beta, give mami your milk.” He pulled out and pushed his Aunt down on her knees. He then slapped her. Hard. “Aaaah!” she yelped.

Raghav was flush with rage. “You think this is some game?” He slapped her again. “You think you can take advantage of me?” He smacked her again.” I need to put you in your place!”

He lifted his hand to smack her again, but Anshu suddenly hugged him. “Bhaiya, come back to me. Bhaiya! Bhaiya, please. Fuck your real girl. Fuck me. You own me, bhaiya. Leave her. I love you, bhaiya.”

He heard enough. He kissed her hard and took her to bed. In an instant, he pushed her down on her stomach and impaled her pussy. Her legs were still on the floor.

“Yes, daddy. Oh, daddy,” he fucked her. He looked at his Aunt. She wiped her tears and walked up behind him as he fucked. She pressed her big breasts against his back and reached around him to pull her daughter’s waist, forcing him deeper into his cousin’s pussy.

The first thrust, he was in heaven. The second thrust, he felt light. He moaned. In the third thrust, he felt his entire tip enter her womb. His moan was downed out by Anshu’s scream.

He pulled his cock all the way out and pushed his Aunt away. “Enough,” he said to her. He turned to his cousin, who was holding her now tender pussy and sobbing.

He pushed her on her back and climbed on her and kissed her hard, rough. “Chhoti, spread. I’m going to fuck you properly now,” he said, holding his cousin’s hair tight, pulling it to make her look at him.

She spread slowly and put her legs around him. He felt her ankles lock behind his ass. He slid into her tight pussy with ease. She was still very wet. He fucked her slowly, passionately. “I’ll make you pregnant, Chhoti. Then I’ll marry you. Your slut mother will be our slave.”

Anshu moaned louder. Heena mami had meanwhile climbed behind him. He felt her touch his ass. He barked out to her, “I will fuck her. Don’t you dare push me!”

She backed off for a few seconds, and then he felt his Aunt’s warm tongue on his balls. He moaned and began fucking faster.

“Bhaiya! I’m yours. Only yours. You are more than my husband. You own me. I will serve you. I’ll be a good wife. I’ll take care of you,” she was talking in a trance. She didn’t pretend like her mother. He could tell that Anshu loved him.

He kept grunting and fucking harder. His Aunt now shifted to licking his ass as he railed his cousin. “You are my god. I’ll serve you. I’ll pray to you! Give me your prasad, bhaiya. Inside me. Please. Bless me. I want your child,” she moaned sweetly.

He groaned and fucked her hard. She reached up with her face and sucked his nipples as he pounded her. He pulled her hair again. Hard. She yelped under him and looked up at him. “Chhoti! Open your mouth. Let me give you prasad.”

Anshu opened her mouth and put her tongue out. Raghav spat in her mouth. She moaned and swallowed. She smiled and opened her mouth again. He held her neck and spat more. She held his spit in her open mouth to show him. He spat again. She closed her mouth and gargled his spit before swallowing hard.

“Oh, bhaiya. I love your prasad. Deva. Please make your chhoti pregnant. Please,” he kept fucking her wet, warm pussy harder.

“Chhoti, I won’t stop fucking you when you get pregnant,” he said.

She put her arms around him. “You can fuck me all the time, bhaiya. I will give you my milk, bhaiya. You own me. I’ll never stop taking my deva’s cock. I promise, bhaiya. I promise.”

Suddenly she went tense. Her legs tightened around him. “Bhaiya, your Chhoti is cumming!” Her legs tightened around Raghav. Her pussy clamped down on his cock. He couldn’t take it anymore.

He pushed in deep and roared. He could feel his cum shooting inside her. His Aunt was slurping on his balls and massaging with her tongue. “Bhaiya!” Anshu screamed under him as his balls drained completely, deep inside her.

He collapsed on her. When he was done pulled out his cock and turned. Her pussy was dripping with his cum. Heena mami was looking at the two of them with a content smile. She reached over and touched their foreheads as if to bless them.

Raghav caught his Aunt’s hair and pulled her to his crotch. “Clean me, slut.”

Between kissing his beautiful cousin while having his cock sucked clean, Raghav fell asleep thinking it was time he had a marriage ceremony with his two sluts.

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