We are, originally, from Ernakulum. Currently, I am living in Dubai,
with my dad and mum, Suma, in a comfortable 3 bedroom apartment. My dad
is 49, married to Suma, my mother, for twenty four years. My mother is
44. My 19 year old sister, Shilpa, is normally away, at an engineering
college hostel in Madras. She is, currently, in Dubai for Christmas
vacation. I had just finished varsity, and had started working at a
software company.
We are a typical mallu family. A traditional, yet westernized, family in
many ways. Both my mum and sister dressed in a combination of Indian
and Western styles. They are more Western nowadays at home, and out
shopping or relaxing, but traditional at social functions, where
appropriate.
Perhaps, it's something biological that harkens back to my ancestors
from Kerala, when a girl with some meat on her bones was not only
healthier and wealthier, but much more desirable. I'm extremely,
attracted to a curvy, voluptuous, full figured women, Even, if that
means they don't have firm stomachs and may have extra weight on them.
After all, I'm not exactly in the best of shape. I really do believe
that the ideal body type for me is the one that is curvy, round and full
voluptuous. Certainly, I am not attracted to heavy or obese women, but I
think nice hips, thick thighs, and an overall curvy frame, that is
proportional, is great. The sexiest parts of a woman are her soft
breasts, thick thighs, and slightly, rounded or fat ass. The "dimple" of
the lower back that you'll never see on a skinny woman, and confidence
that she's beautiful the way she is attracts me.
One hot day after shopping, I was following my mum up the stairs, with
the groceries. I got an instant hard-on, and my cock throbbed in my
jeans. It was, as if, my cute mum looked me in the eyes and had squeezed
my cock.
I kept my eyes on the swing of my beautiful mother's curvy hips. I
watched the sweetly, circular motion of the shapely, fat arse cheeks,
and the way they seemed to coil and uncoil, with the climbing rhythm of
her legs in her saree. My mum had a fine, swinging rhythm, I thought. It
was all cunning, little jiggles and appealing, lithe motions. The waves
were dipping into the hidden valley of her arse cheeks, rounding out at
the tops of her thighs. Her arse cheeks had stretched on saree and they
wobbled and rippled, as she had walked.
I felt my face flush, as I, suddenly, thought of going up to my mother
and feeling the flesh of my her fat ass cheeks, through the thin fabric
of her saree. I wanted to cup each buttock firmly. One each hand. I
wanted to do something really dirty to her, like lifting her saree and
sticking a finger up her milky, tight, fat arse. Just to feel how tight
her arse is.
My mother, at 5'8", was still very much a good-looking woman, with a
voluptuous full figure. She had been quite a stunner in her youth, and
she looked after herself to this day. Her body had grown larger. She was
now a size 14, but the proportions were still in balance. My mother had
quite large, 40D boobs, which still gave way to a curvy waistline, but
her arse had grown, after giving birth. She thought she had gained a bit
too much, although in reality, they were proportional to the rest of
her now. A splendid sight for any ass man, who loved a fuller figure.
I had to admit she looked like a real slut, even in her saree. My mum's
saree was so tight that the two flaps of her ass were easily visible.
That was another thing that made me even hornier. her panty line was,
also, visible. The outline of a ripe pussy snuggled by tight, lace
panties made my cock stiff, and I started to imagine what type and color
panties she must be wearing, whether it was those big, cotton panties,
sexy, lacy panties, or her tiny g-strings. I loved smelling my mum
dirty, wet panties. I wanted to see much more of those classy legs, and
maybe, get a peek between the smoothly, rounded thighs and fat arse.
I wondered if my sweet mother was having any affairs. I was sure that
plenty of horny men were sniffing around after that tight, fat arse of
hers. I envied those men, who were fucking my own mother, like a cheap
whore. I wondered if she was an ass virgin. Surely, my dad or some lucky
guy must have had that tight ass. I imagined myself filling her tight
asshole, with my warm, sticky cum and watching it drip from my own
mother's brown, puckered asshole.
Sad that the climb was finished, I lifted my eyes innocently and smiled,
as my mum entered the flat. That was something else, I thought. Her
fine, huge breasts were lifted against a thin blouse and showed the
points of her nipples. I saw sweat patches under her arms, as my mum
stretched, before collapsing on the sofa. I wish I could have her soft,
big breast in my mouth. I wanted to smell her armpits. I wanted to make
her mine, so badly. I couldn't wait to get to room and masturbate, while
thinking of what had happened today and of my hot, sweaty, fat arse
mother.
I zipped down my jeans, and let my stiff, hard cock jump out into my
hand. I could picture my mother stroking her long, slim fingers over my
hard cock, running her red fingernails around the pulsing head, making
it drip a little juice. Dropping back on my bed, I spread my legs and
imagined rubbing my puffy, sensitive head along my mother milky, thick
thighs. I could feel it slip along the tightly filled nylon, then easing
over to nudge between her ripe legs, feeling up and up until my knob
nestled into the lace panties.
I always had a thing for older, mature women. I had a collection of
porno pictures on my laptop, which were mostly milfs and the 'over 40'
type. I just loved to stroke my cock, whilst looking at nude, raunchy
pictures of older women. Sometimes, I would imagine my mother striking a
pose like the pictures I would often look at. Perhaps like a lady on
all fours on the floor showing her asshole and pussy, looking back at
the camera, as if asking to be fucked senseless, like a whore. Today, my
mother, in the tight saree she had worn all day, teased me with the way
her arse cheeks stretched, wobbled, and rippled, as she had walked.
Just as I had finished cumming, the doorbell rang, and my mother call
me. I, quickly, pulled my boxers and jeans up, without cleaning off my
cum. My sister had came back home.
My cute sister, Shilpa, was much more outgoing than me. She has a
beautiful face, with a thick build, a rather plump ass, and good sized
38C boobs. Her personality was more relaxed and outgoing, and she seemed
very comfortable in herself. Funnily enough, I started to notice how
sexy my sister was. Shilpa's ass was starting to look quite attractive,
as well. I am an ass man, and, both, my mom and sister were starting to
look really hot to me these days.
I gave my sister a big hug. I was scared that she would smell my cum,
yet I felt kinky hugging her. I felt my sticky, warm cum drip off my
legs, as I hugged her tightly. I felt my limp cock stir, as her soft
breasts pressed against my chest. Deep down, I wanted her to smell my
cum on me and feel my cock harden.
I had to go to my room, as soon as possible, just to rub my cock to get
some relief. My sister and mother were turning me on so much.
As I lay in bed, I stroked myself off, thinking about feeling my mom's
beautiful, wide ass cheeks. I imagined her bending over the kitchen
worktop for me, wriggling her butt, and letting me cum all over the
material of her pants.
In my fantasy, I moved behind my mother and placed my hands on her fat
ass, squeezing and feeling all over her wide arse cheeks. My mom
responded by saying "Oh, my son, what are you doing to your naughty
mother? That's so good. Feel mommy's tight, fat ass good."
I kept on squeezing and feeling her. I kissed around her ass through the
fabric of her pants. Then, I reached under her and lifted her saree and
petticoat. My mother's milky, white thighs were getting more and more
visible, and I kept staring at them. Finally, I pulled my horny mother's
petticoat completely upwards. She was wearing lace black panties. I
revealed the milky flesh of her fat, ass cheeks in all their glory. Her
black panties were drenched with moisture. It was obvious that she was
very excited. She was secreting juices from her lovely, moist vagina. In
my fantasy, my dick was hard now, and she unbuckled my jeans and pulled
it out. I started slapping it against the crack of my mom's ass, and
then on each cheek in turn. Then, I placed the tip of my cock between
the fleshy cheeks and pushed them together, so they clamped over my
shaft. She didn't allow me to enter her pussy, so I just rubbed myself
in her ass crack, using the flesh of her ass cheeks to rub against! I
continued thrusting between my own mother ass cheeks, faster and harder,
until I, finally, came with a groan of pleasure. I watched my cum fill
her ass crack, and all over her fat arse cheeks.
I laid back and relaxed, enjoying the after-glow of another fantasy
about my mom's fat ass. 'If only it could become a reality' I thought to
myself. I closed my eyes, and relaxed back on the bed.
Slowly, I started to drift off to sleep, little aware that my mother was having sex with my father.
I woke up to the sound of moans. I could only imagine the scene inside
my parent's bedroom. Then, a thought struck me. Maybe, I could peep in.
The thought excited me. I decided to take a chance, and see if I could
see anything from my parents' bedroom, or at least, hear my mum moan
louder.
When I reached my parent's bedroom door, I put one hand on the round,
brass doorknob, and slowly turned it, so as not to make any sound. Then,
the moment of truth. I pushed slowly, with a light pressure, not
knowing if it was locked or would open. My heart jumped a beat, as the
door moved inwards, ever so slightly. It was unlocked! I continued
pushing the door, slowly. First, open an inch, and then two, until
finally it was ajar about six inches, and I looked around the door.
I was met an awesome sight. My beautiful mom, naked, was straddling my
dad's face, which was completely buried under her fat arse. My dad was
sticking his tongue into my mother's tight pussy, and slapping her
milky, white fleshy, fat arse cheeks, as he did so. Her beautiful soft
boobs dangled down. She was loving every second of it. My mother was
busy sucking up and down on my dad's hard cock. It looked slightly
longer and thicker than my cock, about seven inches in length.
All of a sudden, her mom looked up and saw me. My mother paused midway
up my dad's hard cock, as her eyes met my eye, in surprise. I stayed
where I was, shocked, not understanding quite what to do. I scared that
my dad would see me, or my mother will tell him.
I was about to leave, when my mum did something that shocked me. She
carried on sucking, momentarily, and then raised herself up a little and
looked straight at me.
"Yes, darling, lick me! It feels so good to have your tongue deep inside my asshole."
"I love your ass, Suma," my dad said. My mother pushed and wriggled her
fat ass from side to side, as he thrust his tongue into her asshole. My
dad gripped the flesh of my mother's hips more firmly and thrusted his
tongue deeper, groaning as he did so, feeling the walls of his wife's
ass gripping his tongue.
"Even after all these years, I can't get enough of fucking you, you hot, dirty bitch, especially in your fat arse" my dad said.
"Yesss...now get up, and fuck my fat arse "she replied looked right into
my eyes. "I want to you to fill my tight, fat arse with your warm cum.
Come on, darling, fuck me. Fuck me, please! I know you want to" she
added.
I was, still, a little stunned at what had just occurred, and scared my
dad would see me. I was satisfied to a degree, and the danger of it all
had added to the sexual thrill! I felt a surge of adrenalin run through
me, as crept quietly back to the door.
I wanted to see my mother, Suma, on all fours on the bed and getting fucked by dad.
To be continued...
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