Bang bang with friend's family Part I: Madhu's story.

 Bang bang with friend's family Part I

 Madhu's story.

 

                                    

 

As I sat on the sofa and was untying my shoe laces, Lata told me, " My aunt Nagarathna called, her husband Rajanna had a massive stroke and asked me not to worry as he is discharged from the hospital. She asked us to visit them at our convenience. Shall I get you coffee?"

I already retied the laces and stood up.

"I am going now, do you want to come?" I asked her. She was incredulous.

" What is the flaming hurry? Rajanna is alright, recuperating at home. You can refresh, have coffee, and snacks; moreover, it is over 50 km to their place."

Before I could say anything, Lata's Grandmother interjected. " Better start

without delay. You give him coffee, then your fingers will brush, your pallu drops, his eyes will be glued to your cleavage, his cock rises, your pussy flows, then you have wild sex, after that you postpone since you are tired. So no coffee, get going."

Lata's face was flushed bright red. " Grandma, how can you be so shameless, use such dirty, obscene language?" She asked angrily.

Grandma looked at me with a hurt, innocent expression.

"Look, who's talking? She's the one doing obscene, dirty things, and she is acting holier than thou. Madhu, you tell me, I am right, isn't it? She gets banged by you doggy style when I am cooking in the kitchen, she rides your cock, making you sit in the dining chair, when I am having lunch, both of you prance around like Adam and Eve without clothes. Does she have any right to be indignant?'"

I laughed and kissed her on the cheek." Of course, you are right, Grandma, that's why I said I don't want coffee".

Lata glared at her Grandma, who was laughing impishly. Lata also broke into laughter.

As I started the motorcycle, Lata sat carefully, keeping some distance between us until we crossed the city limits. Then she clung to me, rubbing her tits on my back, and started playing with my swollen dick.

"Her talk made you hot, didn't it?" she teased me.

" It also made you wet, feel your pussy" I retorted. She laughed sweetly.

As I was driving fast, my thoughts reverted to a flashback.

When I got a job in a nationalized bank, I was staying with some friends in a bachelor pad. Food in hotels was atrocious, and I was not in the mood to marry in a hurry, so I was suffering in silence.

One day, I visited Lata, who is my distant cousin, widowed a few years back. She was staying with her Grandmother. She put her son in a residential school owned by her cousin. Son was very happy there; he would come home on weekends and holidays, and she would visit him every evening after her office hours.

As I was about to take their leave, Grandma asked me why I didn't stay with them. Lata also insisted, saying male presence will thwart unwanted intrusions. I could sense that many horny males must be pestering her. I told them that I would shift only if they were willing to accept the money that I was paying for my accommodation. They protested but gave in when I insisted.

So I shifted to their home and was very happy with the homely food and their company. I used to drop her off and pick her up from the office on my bike. She was always careful not to touch me, even when I had to apply sudden brakes.

It is a mystery to me how two shy people like us have become most amorous lovers within a week. I suspect Grandma planned shrewdly. One evening while we were watching TV, Lata called out to Grandma to get her face powder. Grandma asked me to give her some as her knees were aching.

I took the Face powder tin, pushed the bedroom door open, and stood transfixed. Lata was totally naked, admiring herself in the mirror. "OK, give it to me," she said, turned, saw me, gave a shriek, and covered her boobs and pussy with her hands. I kept the powder tin on the bed and walked out. Her bouncing melon-sized tits with black areolas and grape-sized nipples and clean-shaven pussy were playing in my mind as I collapsed on the sofa. Grandma looked at me closely.

"Have you seen a ghost? Your face is white like paper," she asked me. I didn't reply.

"She was naked,  wasn't she? Why didn't you grab her tits, man?" she asked me. I stared at her.

"Are you out of your mind? She would slap me and kick me out of the house," I  told her.

"Oh, you boys, you don't know anything. You can't even eat a banana if someone gives you. You expect that person to peel it and feed it to you." She shrugged and was immersed in a TV serial. Lata came out, and we did not see each other in the eye. The next day, while going, she brushed and pressed her boobs lightly on my back. ( Later, Lata told me that Grandma admonished her for letting go of a splendid chance to get banged)

That evening, she also asked for powder. Grandma winked at me. I took the powder and entered her bedroom with a thumping heart. This time, she was not naked. She wrapped a towel around her armpits. The towel ended just below her pussy. She smiled at me.

"I can't reach my back. Can you apply powder, please?" She turned her back to me and dropped the towel. As I was spraying powder, I got out of my shorts and T-shirt and hugged her from behind, pressing my throbbing cock between her buttocks. She moaned and pressed my hands on her boobs. That was how our banging started. It seems Lata's husband was very conservative, orthodox, never licked her pussy, nor had sex in the light. He would always switch off the lights, finish the banging in a few minutes, and then go to sleep.

So, she was in the ninth heaven. She would climb up the walls when I licked her and would enjoy as I explored the depths of her pussy and peered into all corners by parting her lips and see with a flashlight. We were so horny, we stopped wearing clothes and had sex when and where we pleased. Grandma was also thrilled. She said she never saw a naked man in daylight, let alone porno. Now, it is hazy, how or when we started having sex in front of her.

Now, all Grandma watches on TV are porno flicks. She gapes at incest, mother-son, father-daughter bangings. Now, another dimension has been added to our sex life. Since I was giving her a lift, Lata started visiting her parents staying 50 km away in a village, frequently. Her parents, Padma and Basavanna, stay in a spacious house that has two portions. Lata's uncle, Rajanna, and Aunt Nagarathna, stay in the next portion.

Now my thoughts wandered over to Nagarathna and her family. They do not have attached bathrooms; common baths and toilets are used by both families. Rajanna is very jovial and witty, and we used to chat for hours whenever we visited Lata's parents' house.

So  I used to spend a great deal of time in Nagaratna's house. I had hot's for Nagarathna. She is a sex bomb, any man's pin-up girl. I am sure, like me, many males, including children, teenagers, and old men, must have had wet dreams or masturbated imagining her naked. She has high, voluminous breasts; women endowed with such assets tend to slouch, somehow feeling that that would conceal their tits from male gaze.

Nagarathna is actually proud; she juts out her chest, squaring up her shoulders and pushing her boobs into the faces of males and challenging them," So what are you going to do about it?" She is a flasher. She takes out the pallu, shakes it, and rearranges, exposing her delectable cleavage if any male insect happens to pass by. I was ever-present, ever-willing male insect, ever since I shifted to Lata's house. Nagarathna's son, Harish, is of my age, and we became good friends. We play cricket, and I suspect he is aware of my crush.

Once I wrapped a towel and was going to the bathroom, Rajanna called me. He was shaving, sitting in a chair with a mirror and a shaving kit kept on a stool before him. He was talking to me about his school politics. Behind him, Nagarathna was cutting vegetables, sitting on the floor. Nagarathna's granddaughter,i.e., her daughter's baby,  was playing nearby. Nagarathna smiled at me, dropped her pallu in her lap, and unbuttoned her blouse. My mouth suddenly went dry.

I was trying my best to prevent my eyes from enlarging to the size of saucers and keep conversing normally with Rajanna. As her beautiful boobs with inch-long nipples and brownish areolas the size of 2 rupee coins came into view, I almost fainted. I did not wear any underwear, as I was going for a bath, and my dick started rising in revolt. Rajanna 's face was at my crotch level, and there was nothing I could do to hide the rising tent. Nagarathna was smiling at my crotch and pulled the baby and pushed her teat into the baby's mouth. She left the other tit open. To humor her Grandmother, she sucked for a few seconds, then tried to get down from her lap. Nagaratna pulled her back and pushed the other tit. Now my dick was at its full height, and Rajanna might glance at it any second.

So I told " See you, uncle, have to rush" and ran to the bathroom. As I was leaving, I heard Sheela, the baby's mother, ask Nagarathna, " Mom, what are you doing? Your milk must have dried up in our childhood."

To which Nagarathna replied in a throaty laughter that she was taken back to her younger days, and she wanted to feel a baby's mouth on her nipple.

Those bathrooms have no roofs. If you climb onto the terrace, you would be able to see the head of the person taking a bath. But if that person walked five feet away, the person standing on the terrace can see that person full-length. As I was masturbating, suddenly I looked up and saw Nagarathna with a baby. She was smiling at me. I hesitated, then moved those five feet. Looking up at her and actually looking into her eyes, I masturbated and spilled my cum on the wall.

It had become a regular feature during our stay at Lata's parents' house. She would go for a bath only when I was around and would postpone it if I was not there. She would tease me and strip and would play with her boobs and pussy, looking into my eyes. I would also put on a show for her. I don't know why I lacked the courage to squeeze her boobs; maybe a feeling of guilt and betrayal of Lata's trust prevented me from proceeding further.

Harish did not pursue studies and was content to attend to farming. He got married to a girl, Rathnamma, from a neighboring village. Nagaratna put on weight lately, but seemed in the right places to me. Her massive boobs had become more massive, her buttocks, which were like small pillows, are now the shape and size of footballs. Though she is fat, surprisingly, her stomach is flat. When I last saw her, I noticed a huge valley on her back, almost like a cleavage of boobs. I had the impulsive urge to put my cock in that valley and bang her there while squeezing her tits.

Lata is very sharp. She saw me glancing at Nagaratna's back lustily and frowned. I averted my eyes guiltily. When we returned, I was very impatient to bang her. I almost tore off her clothes and finished all foreplay of squeezing, sucking, and licking quite fast, and pushed my cock in Lata's pussy with a violent thrust. She gave a gasp. I mercilessly pounded her in missionary and doggy styles. She threw me on my back and started riding me. I started giving thrusts from below, and as I was filling her pussy with loads, she fell limply on me and bit my lip.

"I know why you are so hot. You were imagining working your cock on Nagaratna's back, weren't you?" she asked me. Her breasts were pressing against my chest, and a sudden increase in heartbeat would have given me away anyway.

I started playing with strands of her hair and asked, "Does it bother you?"

She laughed, "Certainly not, so long as you don't actually bang her, but bang me with today's intensity by imagining her, no harm done," and since that day, we don't start sex until we talk about our fantasy of wild threesome sex with Nagarathna. I found that Lata was just more than aroused as she started describing Nagaratna's assets. She flows like a river by mere thought of sucking her tits or licking the thick lips of her smooth pussy. Grandma is also aware and keeps asking us when we plan to 3 sum and if it will be during her lifetime, and if she would have a chance to see before leaving for heavenly abode.

Lata tapped me on the shoulder. "Why are you not slowing down? We have to turn right at the next junction."

I came into this world with a jerk. I slowed down, and by the time we reached Harish's house, it was already dark. I parked my bike, and as we entered their house, Lata whispered, "We should have brought some fruits."

There was a hushed silence in the house. There was shock, relief, and fatigue descending and settling like fog in the environment. Harish came and hugged me. We didn't talk; there was no need. After a few minutes, he released me and led us into the bedroom where Rajanna was resting. I was shocked to find Rajanna wafer-thin and very weak, but the mischievous sparkle was still there. Nagarathna was taking juice from oranges. She gave a thin smile when we folded hands and said namaste. She was still oozing sex; she couldn't help it, it was as natural as flowers emitting the smell of nectar to attract bees. Flowers do not intend to but are helpless. Same with Nagarathna, whether she sits, walks, smiles, or even stands still like a statue, sex and lust will be flowing in all directions.

I started when Harish tapped me on the shoulder."Father wants you to wait in the hall. He wants to talk to Lata." I nodded, and we went out and sat in the hall. Through the open door, we could see Lata sitting beside Rajanna, taking his hand in hers, and listening attentively. Nagarathna went into the kitchen, made coffee, and handed it over to Harish and me. I cursed myself for my inability to ogle at her cleavage as she bent while giving cups. My embarrassment was doubled when I saw Rajanna was pointing at me and saying something to Lata. Lata was also looking in my direction. I looked at the carpet and listened to Harish as he was narrating Rajanna's miraculous escape.

After a few minutes, Lata came out; her face was beetroot red. We took their leave hurriedly, declining their offer of dinner. I was puzzled but maintained silence, waiting for Lata to speak eventually. I discarded some vague thoughts that Rajanna could have misbehaved with her; poor chap, he couldn't lift a finger without help. We went to her parents' house, spent some time, and started our ride back. The cool breeze on the bike must have helped her to recover her composure.

"Old fool," she said eventually. I resisted the impulse to ask.

"Do you know what he asked me? If you were good in bed."

I was shocked, "How does he know? Your parents also know about it?"  I asked anxiously.

"Grandma told him, it seems, but took a promise from him not to tell anyone. He assured me he didn't. That old fellow wants to know how many times, how long, and how many positions, and whether you lick my pussy and if I suck your cock. I almost slapped him," though she was angry, the intensity was coming down.

"Did you ask him why he wanted this information?" I slowly asked her.

"Yes. He says that Nagarathna has an enormous sex drive and he alone could never satisfy her, so he was depending on his friends and relatives. Now, all their generation has become old or has lost libido. So he and their son-in-law were managing. Now that he is out of action, he wants you to take over."

The bike went topsy-turvy as I lost control because of shock. As my heart was thudding, I managed to stop the bike, and we sat on a culvert nearby.

"You should not give such shocks when I am driving; we could have had an accident," I rebuked her.

"You got shocked because you always wanted to bang her right from the day you saw her. No wonder you can't get it up without thinking about her," she retorted.

I kept quiet as I had no answer and started fiddling with keys. Lata got up, looked around, and took my head in both hands and kissed me. My hands circled her buttocks, and I hugged her close and returned

the kiss.

"Poor Madhu, for a second you thought I threw a spanner in the works, didn't you?" she mocked me.

"Meaning you gave your approval for my banging Nagarathna?" I was incredulous.

"We have to fulfill Grandma's wishes. Besides, did I have a choice? Rajanna told me you had hot's for her always. He showed me how you were staring at her cleavage as she was handing over a coffee cup. But I did not say yes, I told her I need 2 days to think over "  Lata was not objecting as my hands were gripping her boobs. We kissed passionately, and as I drove the bike very fast, Lata rubbed her boobs on my back and fiddled with my cock until we reached the city outskirts. Needless to say, we didn't waste much time and had wild sex, both of us were highly aroused by the prospect of three sum with Nagarathna. Lata told Grandma all about it as I was banging her, she was so happy ........

The next day in the evening, we went back to Rajanna's house. I noticed Lata had taken a lot of effort in choosing her dress. She chose a very low-neck light blue color blouse and a bra that pushed up her tits and showed ample cleavage. She applied makeup lightly and looked ravishing.

She blushed and slapped me lightly on the arm.

"Don't you know it is rude to stare?" she mocked me.

"No, I don't know if it is rude if you desire to be stared at,"  I retorted and started the bike.

"Will it not appear as if we are over-anxious? I asked for 2 days to think over, but we are going there in less than a day?" Lata asked as I picked up speed.

" Don't worry. She is your Aunt after all. You can visit them any number of times on any day." I reassured her. By the time we reached, it was already dark. I asked if she wanted to visit her folks first, but she shook her head. I think she was as aroused as I was at the prospect of three sum with Nagarathna.

"Don't disturb them. I know where they keep a spare key," Lata whispered and took a key from underneath a flower pot. She turned the key in the lock without making a sound, and we entered, closed the door, and locked and tiptoed silently from the anteroom into the hall and almost fainted at what we saw. I had to literally hold Lata as she swayed.

Right in the hall, on the Divan, Padma, Lata's mother, and Nagarathna were lying side by side. What sent electric shocks through our brains was that both were stark naked. Except for payals,mangalasutras, and bangles, there was nothing on their voluptuous bodies......

...................and they were banged furiously by Harish and Raju, respectively.

Lata recovered and whispered in a shaking voice, " What am I seeing? Both mothers are being banged by each other's sons, and that too in front of their own sons". I didn't reply. My eyes were greedily lapping up the sight of Padma's heavy tits, which were bouncing merrily all over with violent thrusts of Harish. She was laughing and pinching Nagarathna's inch-long nipple. Nagarathna was also returning favour by mercilessly mauling Padma's right boob. My cock grew to full height, and I involuntarily hugged Lata from behind and pressed my cock between her buttocks and squeezed her tits.

Lata gave a moan and placed her hands on mine, and applied force.

"I think it is going to get worse," I whispered in her ear, biting her earlobe.

Right on cue, both men removed cocks, glistening with pussy juices, and changed positions. During that period, we had ample view of the thick oozing pussy lips of both ladies. Both were clean-shaven.

In front of our unbelieving eyes, Raju, Lata's younger brother, shoved his dick to the hilt in his mother's pussy, leaned on her, and kissed her. Padma clasped her legs behind Raju's buttocks and pulled him closer. Raju started sucking her boobs and slowly increased his pace. Harish had no patience. He straight away started pounding his mother's pussy. Nagarathna was gasping with a stroke and was squeezing her tits and tweaking nipples and was moaning loudly.

I lifted Lata's saree and was surprised she was not wearing panties. I inserted my finger into her pussy, it was already wet and flowing. With one hand, I was rubbing her clit, and with the other, I started rubbing her nipples. We were in the dark, so they could not see us.

Within the next few minutes, both men increased their speed and force, and as their mothers were screaming, they filled their pussies and fell limply on their bosom and lay there panting. Both mothers were affectionately stroking their sons' heads and kissing them.

"Their wives will be very lucky," Nagarathna said, smiling.

"If you allow us to bang them," Raju said, laughing.

"Basava, go easy on Sheela, if her pussy is raw and swollen, her hubby will suspect," Nagarathna told someone who was out of our view.

"Just a minute. I am on the verge of finishing," Basavanna replied.

Lata was flabbergasted. " My dad too, he is banging Nagarathna's daughter".

From where we stood, we could not see. So we ventured a few feet to one side and peeped.

Sure enough, Sheela was bending over the dining table, and Lata's father was pounding her; He held her waist and was taking his cock full length out and then was ramming all the way in………...

…………….........and he was talking with Rajanna, Sheela's father, as if everything was normal.

We retraced our steps, quietly came out, locked the door, placed the key in the flower pot, and sat on the steps.

' What should we do?" I asked her.

Lata was still in a daze.

' Mom, Dad, Raju .....how they kept it a secret from me, or is it a latest development?" she asked, bewildered.

End of part 1.

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