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Payal hesitated and pinged Raj.
Payal: Hi, Raj, I am your fan.
Raj: Thanks. Priya told me about you.
Payal was shocked and angry.
Payal: How dare she? What did she say?
Raj: Just that you were undecided whether to seduce your son or not. Priya’s friend Poonam also is fucking son.
Payal: Tell me about Priya first. I thought she was traditional and orthodox. I was shocked by the way they were all behaving, including their cook.
Raj: True, Priya came a long way. I did not think she would fuck her son. She was very hesitant, and even after many months, she was undecided.
Payal: So, what changed?
Raj: One of my stories triggered. She didn’t fuck her son first. She encouraged her son and daughter first. But now her entire family has changed.
Payal: Change for the better?
Raj: That you should ask them. Priya told me that their family is much closer and more loving.
Payal: What should I do? I am confused.
Raj: Priya told me you are a widow. I am sorry about that.
Payal: Yes, he was alive. This conversation would not be necessary.
Raj: True. Was your hubby a loving man? He wanted you to be happy?
Payal: Yes. Before he died, he even asked me to marry again and to enjoy life. He didn’t want me to wallow in grief.
Raj: Then, your conscience will be clear. Since your son is masturbating in your bra cups and panties, his side is clear. He wants you.
Payal: I am torn. I am unable to sleep.
Raj: It is simple. Suppose you don’t want it. Don’t do it. Tell him firmly to stop this activity; you are not interested.
Payal: If I am interested?
Raj: Drop all feelings of guilt and go for it. It is bad only if one party is unwilling and the other forces, manipulates, or blackmails. That is bad. If you are both excited, then why should you not do it?
Then he gave a few tips and logged out. Payal heaved a sigh. She thought for some time and came to a decision. She checked out. Bharat was not at home. Vikki was working on a college assignment on his lap top.
When Vikki went to the bathroom, Payal quickly checked his laptop.
In one folder, he named Mom, he stored her pics, many, mostly of cleavage, midriff, and rain-soaked buttocks. One pic was quite sexy and captivating.
She stood on her toes, reaching out for a jar in the kitchen.
Her entire side profile, boob and nipple, were alluring in her tight sleeveless blouse. Payal thought, this must be his favourite pic for masturbation. She opened the previous screen when she heard the flush sound and quietly left.
With embarrassment, Payal realised that her panties were drenched. She decided to go ahead.
“What the fuck? Why should I be dejected and sad for the rest of my life? My husband would have approved of my decision. He told me to get married again and enjoy life.”
Once she made up her mind, she selected a low-neck blouse and a tight bra. Her cleavage was mind-blogging; any man would love to fuck her cleavage, that was what her hubby told her when she wore that bra and blouse. Her light blue saree was also transparent.
If she put one layer of pallu, it showed her beauty, but if she arranged three or four layers of pallu, it would completely hide the cleavage. Payal decided to change from one layer to four layers for her two sons. For Vikki, one layer; for Bhatat, four.
She can switch on and off the cleavage show. Payal entered Vikki’s room. His eyes almost popped out when he saw her alluring cleavage. Payal asked him, “Did Bharat tell you where he is going and when he will be back?”
Vikki gulped, looked away with great difficulty, and said, “He said he would go to his friend’s house, and he should be back by now.”
The doorbell chimed. Vikki got up, “Bhai will live a hundred years. He came back as we were thinking of him.” Payal held Vikki’s hand and said, “Use these, but wash and put them back in the laundry basket after use.”
She pushed her bra and her panties into his palm. She smiled at his astonished face and said, “Do you think I am blind? You should have asked me instead of stealing them. I know youngsters at your age will have urges.”
Vikki pushed them into his pocket and hurried to open the door. Vikki was dazed. What was Mom doing? He thought she would kick up a racket if and when she noticed the cum filled bra cups and panties. He was careful to rinse the cum from the bra cups, but how did she know?
Payal put on four layers and was back to her innocent look. Vikki wondered if it was all his imagination, his mom giving her bra to masturbate. Payal looked so innocent, and she was behaving as if nothing had happened.
After dinner, Payal changed into a transparent nightie which was held by two thin straps. She did not wear it after her hubby’s demise. Payal knew Vikki would visit her before going to sleep.
Vikki knocked, entered, and gaped at her. Payal resisted the impulse to cover her boobs. The shape and size of the nipples were vaguely visible.
Vikki said, “Mom, you look awesome.” He did not try to hide the massive hard-on in his shorts.
Payal said, “Thanks. Do you want anything?”
Bharat called him, “Vikki, where are you? Come here.”
Vikki shouted, “I am coming, give me a minute.” He pushed Payal’s bra in her hand and left.
Payal’s eyes widened in shock as she saw the quantity of Vikki’s warm cum in her bra cup. She dipped a finger and licked. His young cock’s cum tasted yummy. Payal masturbated and slept, tired.
The next morning, Vikki looked at his mom anxiously, waiting for fireworks. Payal hugged and kissed him, said, “When did you grow up to be a man?”
He hugged her back tight, her boobs squashed on his chest.
He said, “Mom, you made me a man. Your beauty is the magic.” They quickly moved away as Bharat entered. Payal and Vikki slowly became bolder. Payal was pressing boobs on Vikki’s shoulders and hands while serving food.
Vikki also rubbed her tits and cock on her buttocks as if by accident, when Bharat was not looking. Both were excited, Vikki more so. Bharat called from his college and asked, “Mom, our friends are planning a picnic for two days. Can you pack a few dresses and snacks?”
Payal asked, “When are you going?”
Bharat said, “This evening, after I return from college. The train leaves at 8 pm.”
Vikki was very happy. After Bharat left, they had dinner and watched TV for some time. Payal yawned and got up and said, “Vikki, I am having nightmares. Sleep in my room.”
Vikki’s face lit like a 1000-watt bulb. He said, “Sure, Mom.”
They lay on the bed facing each other.
Payal smiled at him and asked. “Do you like me?”
Vikki said, “Mom, you know I love you, I adore you.”
Payal moved closer and hugged him. Her soft, big boobs pressed against his chest. Payal felt his hard-on poking her. Payal said, teasing, “I know you love me as a Mom, but since when have you started loving me in the taboo way?”
Vikki got bolder and hugged her tight and clamped a buttock, and whispered, “I was always excited from childhood. You used to expose a lot.” Payal kissed him and slapped him gently on his cheek and asked, “But why cum in my bra cups?”
Vikki said, now he cupped her boob and squeezed. He said, “I am one of Raj’s fans. I love his stories. He advised me to do this and watch your reaction.” Payal laughed and placed his hands on her boobs and said, “It is funny, Raj also advised me.”
Suddenly, the passion took over. Both closed their eyes and kissed. Vikki was super excited, and with a deep hunger, he licked Payal’s mouth, sucked her tongue while mauling her tits.
A passionate moan escaped from Payal’s mouth as she helped Vikki in removing her nightie, his shorts, and his vest. The touch of their naked and hot bodies stoked the fires and blinded them by passion. It was like a natural flow, like a river flowing down a slope.
Payal changed her position, lay on her back, and spread her legs. Vikki ran his hand on her smooth, velvet pussy and rubbed his fingers on her wet pussy lips. Payal had bottled up her desires for many years, and her passion was like a volcano about to burst.
She held his burning, steel rod-like cock on her pussy lips and inserted it into her drenched pussy. Vikki thought he would faint with the fantastic sensation of her warm pussy enveloping his cock, as it travelled smoothly.
Vikki’s cock was buried full inside her pussy, and their bases were pressed hard against each other. They were panting.
Payal cried, “Vikki, my baby, do you realise you are inside your birthplace?”
Vikki opened his eyes and looked into her eyes, as he hissed, “Mom, I was dreaming and masturbating daily, imagining this moment.”
He pulled cock and rammed hard. Payal cried in pleasure as he started fucking hard. After five or six strokes, Vikki could not control herself. He hugged her tight and ejaculated in her pussy. Payal felt the hot wads of cum filling her pussy, and she felt like a desert land receiving its first rain.
As she lay on her, hiding his face in her shoulder, he said, “I am sorry, Mom.”
Payal kissed his head and patted him and said gently, “You were great. You will be a great fucker. Only in sex stories, virgin boys fuck for hours.”
Payal licked his cum and her juices from his cock and sucked his cock with deliberate and slow movement while looking into his eyes. Vikki was hard within minutes. Payal led him into the bathroom and made him clean her pussy.
In the second round, Payal controlled. She made Vikki suck her tits and kiss her entire body. Vikki was eager to fuck her, but she made him lick her pussy until she orgasmed. Vikki was surprised by his mom’s passion. She clutched his head and pressed his head to her pussy as if she wanted to push him back into her.
She squirted juices in her mouth and collapsed like a rag doll. She pulled him up, licked her juices from his chin and lips, and said, “Now, you fuck, you don’t have a train to catch. Fuck hard, and when you sense you are about to explode, slow down. We will change position.”
Vikki was thrilled that his second fuck was way beyond his expectations. Payal also experienced multiple orgasms as he fucked with confidence and hard strokes. They were like a honeymoon couple. When Bharat returned from the picnic, he sensed a change in the atmosphere.
His Mom was no longer morose. Though Payal recovered after her husband’s untimely demise, she was not her ebullient self like before. She smiled rarely and went about her chores and work with a mechanical efficiency as if it would somehow lessen her pain and loneliness.
Now, Bharat was surprised to see her singing happily while working, and she was joking and playing pranks. It felt as if the years rolled back. Bharat sensed the same change in his brother. Payal and Vikki seemed to be enjoying each other’s company.
Bharat was sharp, and though Payal and Vikki thought that Bharat was not observing their exchanging of hugs and flying kisses, Bharat sensed the chemistry between them.
Bharat was intrigued when Payal told him that Vikki would sleep in her room for a few days. She had nightmares and was waking up scared. After Vikki slept after a hot fucking session, Payal called Priya and told her the news. Priya felt happy and congratulated.
Then she pinged Raj and told him. Raj also congratulated. Payal told him about her suspicion that Bharat seemed to sense the change. Raj said, “Bharat is not a small boy. Of course, he sensed. I think you should fuck him also.”
Payal said, “No way. Vikki is naughty and mischievous. Bharat is serious, and he is not like that. He will be devastated if he comes to know. I am confused about what to do.” Raj said, “He is a young boy, he just turned 21. He would be excited to fuck you also.”
Payal said, “No. I don’t think it is wise. We will be careful.”
Raj said, “I think you will enjoy the love and fucking of both sons.”
The next morning, Bharat cornered Vikki and asked, “What is happening? Don’t lie to me. I heard sounds from the bedroom.” Vikki tried to dodge but finally confessed to what was happening.
When Bharat entered the kitchen, Payal served him breakfast and sensed he was looking at her strangely.
Payal asked, “What is the matter?”
Bharat said, “Mom, why do you love Vikki more than me?”
Payal was shocked and asked, “Don’t be stupid. I love you both equally.”
Bharat said, “No. I heard the sounds from the bathroom.” Payal broke down and cried. Bharat hugged and tried to pacify her.
He led her to the bedroom and said, “I am sorry, Mom, I should not have asked.”
Payal sobbed, “I am sorry. I was lonely, and he hugged me, and somehow, we ended up doing what we should not. Don’t hate me.”
Bharat hugged and kissed her tears, “No, Mom. I love you. I want you to love me like you love Vikki.” Payal was surprised and asked, “But I thought you did not have such ideas about me, and you will hate me.”
Now, Bharat clutched her buttock in one hand and her tit in another, “Mom, I was better at hiding my lust. If you love me…”
Payal sealed his lips with hers and hugged him hard and said, “Show me how much you love me.” For the next few days, Vikki and Bharat fucked her separately, one after another. Payal did not know when the threesome started.
They started roaming naked.
Vikki and Bharat fucked her in the kitchen, hall, and bathroom. All were getting kinky ideas. Vikki was the worst. He suggested she give them blow jobs in movie theatres, cars, and parking lots. One of her sons would keep a watch while the other was engaging her.
Payal was thrilled and participated with equal enthusiasm. She suggested fucking on the flat balcony. They put a blanket over the railing, and she bent over the railing as they fucked her in doggy. The risk of getting caught heightened her lust.
One evening, Vikki suggested fucking on the terrace. Payal refused; it was too risky. Bharat said, “No, mom. There is a water tank. Behind that, we will fuck. No one will come there.”
Payal said, “But let us fuck after dark.”
Vikki said, “Now we will fuck. Light is fading.”
Payal agreed reluctantly. She thought it was safe. When someone opened the steel door of the terrace, the sound would alert them, and they could stop fucking. Payal lifted her nightie, spread her legs, and bent. Bharat slapped her buttocks, pushed his finger, scooped her juices, and licked his fingers.
He said, “Yummy, Mom. You are ready, and your pussy is crying for a fuck.”
Payal embraced Vikki’s waist for support and started sucking Vikki’s cock, as Bharat pushed his hot cock into her wet pussy and started fucking. Payal was on cloud nine, and the gentle breeze was tickling the exposed part of her body.
Vikki was fucking her mouth while squeezing her boobs inside her nightie.
All of a sudden, Payal crashed on land from cloud nine. Her eyes fell on the watchman Ranjit, who managed to open the terrace door silently and stood behind Vikki.
Bharat closed his eyes and was fucking hard. He heard his Mom’s cry of alarm and opened his eyes. Everything happened in a second. Payal straightened and dropped her nightie. She was shivering like a leaf. Vikki and Bharat also quickly pushed their cocks in shorts.
There was an awkward silence. Payal was thinking, “Now, our reputation is gone, tarnished. We have to shift to another area before Ranjit opens his mouth.” Vikki took two 500-rupee notes and gave them to Ranjit and said, “Not a word to anyone.”
He pocketed the money and said, “There is no need for this. Don’t worry, you are not alone. I won’t tell anyone.” Payal said thank you, and they were about to leave, and Ranjit said, “Why don’t you complete the job and go?”
Bharat asked, “And you want to see.” Ranjit smiled and said, “I will stand guard and ensure no one disturbs you.” The sons looked at Mom. She said, “He has already seen it; let us do it.” They resumed fucking.
Payal was thrilled to fuck when someone was watching, and she had multiple orgasms. Both her sons were also excited, fucked her hard, and filled her holes.