Ankita Part 3 : Ankita’s seduction of Mom and Dad

                             Ankita’s seduction of Mom and Dad

    Ankita’s seduction of Mom and Dad Part III

Ankita’s story:

… “Mm. Sanju, why can’t you visit your didi more often?” Mom asked him as her voice was breaking with uncle’s powerful thrusts. She was giving back thrusts with equal force, meeting him midway.

“Ah, Didi, you are fabulous as ever. Did you bolt the door?” he asked her without slowing.

“Gosh, I forgot. Kids may come in any minute with their key. Let me go. I will put the bolt,” she asked him to take out cock. They turned, and they were stunned to see us.

Sanju uncle had no time to cover his cock dripping with his sister’s cunt juices.

We quietly went to our room.

I grabbed Amit’s arm and told him,” Listen, Bhai, this is the golden opportunity. After dinner, go to Mom’s room, console her, hug her, tell her you understand, kiss her, and fuck her.”

Amit was shocked. “What are you saying? She will slap me.”

I told him firmly, “No, she won’t.  I know, and she knows that you were ogling at her boobs, midriff, and buttocks when she wore that backless, flimsy blouse and transparent saree yesterday. I know she is purposely wearing revealing clothes, bouncing her boobs.”

After half an hour, when we went into the hall, Uncle Sanju had already left. Mom was very dull and avoided looking us in the eye. We also looked at our plates as we finished our dinner. It was obvious she was crying; there were streaks on her cheeks left by tears.

Mom quietly went into her bedroom. I nudged and pushed Amit.  He knocked and entered. I went to our bedroom and slept…….

…..”Hey, Ankita, Wake up…” Amit was shaking me roughly and whispering excitedly.

“Bhai, let me sleep, I am so tired. What is it?” I asked groggily.

“I fucked Mom,” he said excitedly.

“Wow. Great,” I shouted and sat up. I was instantly wide awake.

“Sh... don’t shout. Mom thinks you are an innocent angel. She asked me not to make you suspicious,” he whispered.

“OK, what and how did it happen?” I asked him eagerly. I also whispered.

“When I went, she was crying. When I asked her what the matter was, she sobbed, saying that she knew we would hate her for being such a slut and whore.

“I pulled her up, hugged and told her that we will always love her and respect her. We understand she had her needs. Then I kissed her tears and eyes. I licked her tears, then her lips. My cock started prodding her. She moaned and placed my hands on her boobs and kissed me, sucking my tongue.

“We undressed and fucked. I wanted to switch off the light, but she wanted to do it with the lights on. It was fantastic. We fucked in all positions.” He was over the moon as he described in detail.

I was happy for both of them. But my Mom didn’t know I was a hornier, lustier bitch than she. I had to pretend to be a sweet, innocent angel. They could fuck only when I was not at home.

So, I had to go out to give them time when he hinted to me. Bhai was working in an MNC. He was now on the 2 PM to 11 PM shift.  I started sleeping on the sofa in the hall with the excuse that I wanted to watch some TV programs. Mom would sneak into Amit’s room (actually, it was mine and Amit’s) after Dad went to sleep.

Bhai would fuck me in the daytime after Mom and Dad went to their offices.

One day, after we finished fucking and were relaxing, I said,” Bhai, this is irritating. I have to act like a good girl. You and Mom have to act normal when I am around. Is there no way we face realities and have fantastic three sums?”

He laughed and said,” She thinks you are sweet and innocent. Daily, she lectures me to ensure you are not corrupted. It will break her heart if she knows the truth about you or us.”

I kissed him and said, “There must be a way out. I will find it”…

... I was getting bored after the festival holidays started. All my fuck friends either went out of town or were stuck at home. Even fucking can be addictive like smoking and drinking.  I was so used to heavy-duty fucking, I was getting restless and edgy.

That day I thought I would go to Mom’s office (she is a Bank officer), pick her up after the office, and go for window shopping or to a movie.

I told the driver to get out of the car and come down.  I was wearing a T-shirt and jeans.

Our driver also went to his village for the festival and arranged for his friend Ali as a stopgap.

I looked at Ali for the first time from the angle of a prospective fucker. He was in his late 30s, ruggedly handsome. He may be a tough nut to crack. If he is deeply religious, it may backfire. The challenge made my cunt very wet.

I have a regular place for fucking with strangers. It is on the second floor of a building under construction. Actually, construction was suspended due to some legal problems.  I had an agreement with the watchman. I would allow him to fuck me once a week, and he would give me free access to a room on that floor any time of day or night.

It was not even a room. It had walls on two sides; the other two sides were open with no doors or windows.  Watchman would stand guard and alert me if anyone was coming up. There was a bed and few chairs, and a fan.

I gave Ali directions to go there. He was puzzled.

“Beti, are we not going to the Bank to pick up Mem sahib?” he asked.

“Still, there is a lot of time,” I told him.

The watchman allowed my car inside. I got down and asked Ali to follow me. 

Watchman gestured that he could also fuck me. I shook my head. As it is, I was not sure how Ali would react. I signaled that I would call him when to come.

As I was climbing up, I removed a very small plastic insect from my bag, the size of a mosquito, and stuck it under my tit.

Ali was still puzzled as he followed me into the room.

“Ali Chacha, some insect is biting me. Please see if you can find it and remove it,” saying this, I lifted my T-shirt above my boobs.

He gulped, “Where beti?” he asked in a hoarse voice.

I turned my back on him. “Unhook the bra,” I asked him. With shaking fingers, he removed the hooks. I turned towards him and lifted my bra to expose my milky white boobs. He gasped and gaped.

“Chacha, lift the left boob and see underneath, can you see?” I asked him.

I thought he would faint as he cupped my tit and lifted.

“Yes, there is a black insect,” he said, plucked it, and threw it away. I moved forward and pressed my boob on his mouth. His lips brushed against my nipple, which was hardening. He wanted to resist but was losing. Slowly, his lips opened, and he started sucking.

Within seconds, he was all over me. I removed his pants and shirt, and he pulled down my jeans.  I sat on the bed and took his cock and lovingly licked dick head. He shivered violently and closed his eyes in ecstasy as I started to suck.

After a few minutes, I lay on my back, and he spread my cunt lips and was about to shove his dick.

“Wait. Are you not going to lick?”I asked him.

He hesitated. “I thought only sluts and randis suck and get licked,” he said.

I stared at him,” You mean, you never licked a cunt nor got sucked?” I asked, unbelieving.

He sat between my legs and parted cunt lips and told me as he rubbed fingers on my clit and walls, “No. I was married when she was 18, and I was 20. I tried to fuck her with the lights on and to make her suck my cock. She kicked up a racket, threatened to divorce me. She said only Bazaar Randis would get fucked in the nude and suck cocks. We always fuck in the dark. I never saw her in the nude,” he told me, and kissed my cunt hesitantly.

He licked like a cat testing if milk was hot. Then… he was hooked. He licked and sucked my cunt like a man possessed. I started screaming wildly in pleasure. He was licking so passionately and so vigorously, I kept pouring out juice by buckets.

I reached peak, lifted my buttocks, and with thighs shivering, gave a loud moan, discharged a burst, and collapsed. I started panting heavily.

“Chacha, now fuck me.” I pulled him by his hair. I kissed him and licked all my juice from his lips and mouth. He needed no invitation. He shoved in one shot and started fucking me like an express train. I think he knew only the missionary. I switched over to doggy. I rode him, then spoon. He was as dazed as a person riding on a roller coaster for the first time.

Now that I knew he shed his inhibition, I dialed the watchman and asked him to lock the gate and come up. 

When he arrived naked with an enormous, erect cock, Ali was sitting on a cement block, and I was riding him. Ali was shocked to see him and wanted to get away. I firmly pressed him onto the slab by forcing my cunt onto his crotch and sucked the watchman. 

Seeing action so close to his face had made him hornier. He started mauling my tits and sucked and bit nipples. After a few minutes, I made Ali lie on the bed, I impaled my cunt on his cock, and bent over him. Watchman knew what I wanted, he took gel from my bag, applied on his cock and my anus, and pushed it in.

After ten minutes of rigorous fucking they filled my holes with cum. I collapsed limply on Ali.

Ali suddenly said, “Beti, we have to start, or else we will be late”. 

I got up, we hurriedly dressed up, and rushed down.

As he was driving, I asked him,” Chacha, are you serious? Am I the only cunt you fucked other than your wife?”

He looked back and smiled, “Yes, Beti. I never knew there was so much pleasure in fucking. Now, I will make your Chachi shave cunt, suck cock, and enjoy cunt licking. I enjoyed watching Watchman also fuck you, so I will get my wife fucked by many cocks. But I am worried about family reputation,” he said.

I told him not to worry, I can arrange many decent, gentlemanly cocks, including my brother.

We reached Mom’s bank. 

After banking hours, they close the main gate, and there is a back door for bank employees. They bolt it from inside, but employees know the trick of opening the bolt from outside through an open window. I saw my Mom open the door when I accompanied her on a few occasions. So I pushed my hand through the gap in the window, opened the bolt, pushed the door, and entered.

I was puzzled. The bank was deserted. Where have they all gone?

Then I heard moans and grunts. I cautiously peeped inside their lunch room and…felt as if I shoved my fingers in a live electric socket.

They were all there, naked and fucking. I knew all of them, the manager, officers, clerks, peons, helpers, and watchmen.

My Mom was riding a clerk’s cock on a table, a watchman was fucking her in the ass, and one officer was fucking her mouth. As if this was not enough, she was pumping two cocks. She engaged 5 of the men.

The bank manager was sitting in a chair and having his cock sucked by a helper who was being fucked doggy style by another clerk.

One lady officer and a lady clerk were being fucked in missionary by two clerks.

The ladies were watching my Mom enviously, at her massive, bouncing boobs and her enthusiastic and energetic fucking.

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