A Perfect Family Whore – Part 4

As I always tell you that just enjoy read these stories as a harmless avocation but not at the cost of your relations and lives. I warn you this type of relations are prohibited and are far away from the real life.All the incidents and characters are fictitious.

This is intended to only people who are above 23 years. The following fictitious story consists of explicitly incestuous story. Any person who is sensitive to family relations and believes in morals do not read this keep away.

The readers who are reading this should read this at their own risk. Neither the author nor the publishers will be responsible for anything.

For the next few days, mom was unable to sit and walk. She did not respond to my query of what happened. I overheard grandpa begging and consoling her. I overheard grandpa and Mohan uncle talking how bad it was. They agreed on not push her anymore.

One fine day Mohan uncle came to meet mom. They thought I was outside. He was saying he was sorry for the night, they were mad as she was too hot resist. Giri coming was last minute chance. She didn’t speak. He asked mom to forgive him. He said he will do as he promised.She was silent. He then begged mom what can he do to compensate.

She finally said, it’s okay.

And in an hour all of them were talking and mom was back. Mom took the cups and went to the kitchen while Mohan uncle followed her. In the kitchen, he grabbed her by her waist. Mom shuddered and said

Please, Mohan, I am still not ready. If you want you can do but I will die.

No Subhadra, I won’t. But let me hold you and maul your sexy boobs.

She was silent. Mohan uncle moved his hand under her sari and started playing with the boobs. Grandfather also followed. He came beside her, removed her loose end of the sari and exposed her boobs.

Don’t worry Subhadra we will not fuck you now. We will play with your body.

She was silent as my grandfather took her other boob. Mohan uncle rubbed her waist. He started kissing her neck gently and her shoulder gently calling her name. She held him while grandpa played with boob gently. Both were gentle. Then grandfather asked to move to the bed room. She expressed her concern that she is not ready and I might be around. Grandfather said, I must be playing somewhere and he will close the door.

They held her and moved to the bedroom. I moved back to the bedroom window. Grandfather locked the door and came. By the time grandfather came back Mohan uncle was kissing her. He was gently this time and playing her.They were pushing their tongues into each other. When grandfather tried to join them, Mohan uncle said –

Arey Yar…No, don’t do it. She is not some village woman who can bear our harsh fucks. Now leave her to me. Wait till I am done. Sit watch and enjoy or go out.

Grandfather did not say a word. Even mom was silent holding him. Her loosed end of the sari covering boobs dropped and was resting on her arms. Then they resumed the kissing. His hand was roaming on her waist.

Then as they kissed he pulled her close by moving his hands onto her ass and lifted up. His hands were groping mauling her ass cheeks over her sari. Her boobs were crushing on his chest. She has completely fallen on his chest and leisurely kissing him.

Then he stopped kissing and slowly like a new bride made her sit on the bed. He removed his shirt and dhoti leaving him in his underwear.He looked at her kissed again and slowly moved her onto the bed. She did not resist.

‘Be gentle’ she said.

Mohan uncle smiled, ‘I will my lady’ and got on top of her.

They were kissing. He was making love to her. He kissed all her body.Then he was increasing the pace. Grandfather was sitting in the chair and watching the action. He was calm. Mohan uncle started mauling the boobs. She moved her head in pleasure. He now knew that he got her. He pulled her sari and thrown it away leaving her in blouse and petticoat.

Her boobs were protruding in the air stiff and straight. Both the boobs meet making a crescent shaped curved cleavage which has just started below her chin and disappeared into her blouse. Mohan uncle started liking the cleavage up and down and mom held his face and pulled him to deep kiss him.

After kissing for a moment Mohan uncle came back to his last licking position. Mom allowed him. She held his head in pleasure as she sucked him.

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