Mother's Sacrifice
Copyright© 2025 by satabdi
Chapter 4
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Two celebrated Bengali mothers' struggle and sacrifice for protecting their loving family which enables the remaining members to come close and create a heavenly atmosphere.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Celebrity Fan Fiction Cuckold Sharing Slut Wife Mother Son Brother Sister Father Daughter InLaws Swinging Double Penetration Pregnancy Voyeurism Indian Erotica
“Mamoni, I can’t believe you could do such things in front of the camera,” returning the pendrive after two days, Oishi said.
“You would also be habituated with those if you’re in fun films ... but wow! Which film do you like more?” Her mother smiled.
“No doubt both films are good ... but I must admit the second one, I mean the ‘My Wife’s Fulsajjya’ is extremely hot. It’s the best porno I’ve ever seen,” Oishi couldn’t control her feelings. “I’ve seen it several times. It’s nice to see you enjoy sex so lavishly.”
“I’m glad you like this baby,” Sreelekha looked so happy and relieved that her daughter wasn’t so repulsive with the new revelation.
“That may be right but I still can’t fathom the idea that you were acting in porn with your servant in front of Bapi!” Oishi expressed her disbelief.
“You sure could guess from the movie that your father liked this a great! Actually, your Bapi is also a perverted cuckold husband, who enjoys a great to see his wife having sex with others. But no doubt, it has strengthened our relationship.” She answered proudly. “Anyway, we’ll talk about this later. Right now I should tell you another hot thing which happened yesterday.”
“Oh yeah Mamoni, what’s that?” She asked curiously.
“Well, your father and I were over at Mr. Shetty’s studio and were discussing about the recent boom of porn in Tollygunge when he offered me for another movie,” a grinning Sreelekha said.
“Oh no, you mean another fun movie?”
“Yeah.”
“After watching your Fulsajjya with Selim Chacha, now I get to know why you do that stuff.”
“Yes dear?” Her mother said, “It’s so much fun and mostly because I do it ... I can make a lot of easy money from it! You already get to know it helps me a great to overcome from my huze debt.”
“You’re a great mother,” Oishi said. “What’s next?”
“When I arrived there next day, I was greeted by a new girl, you may know her too. Her name is Nushrat ... yes your maid, Nushrat Khatun ... Selim’s daughter.”
“Nushrat! Did she aware about her father’s blackmailing on you?”
“Yes, her father told her everything ... even my marriage with her father!”
“Does she accept you as her new mother?”
“Yes baby, she is so polite and compassionate.” Sreelekha replied happily. “Even she touched my feet to show her respect to me ... I was overwhelmed by her sweet behaviour and we hugged ourselves.”
“Means, I get a sister along with a new father.” Oishi grinned. “What’s next?”
“I did these with two guys that were there ... one was as usual Selim and another was as Mr. Shetty. Nushrat got her father while I got Mr. Shetty.”
“OMG! Nushrat! With her own father and in front of camera,” Oishi said ... her eyes were about to burst in disbelief.
“Yes baby ... it’s so nice to see the love between a father and his daughter.”
“Oh I can’t wait to see that movie.” Oishi felt herself excited as she’d picturised her maid making love with her own father.
She’d previously thrilled by the young maid’s torrid adventures with her father Moloy and now it made her horny knowing she had sex with her own father in front of camera. But she still now sceptical as to how having sex with her own father in general could possibly be fun while it was recorded by someone.
She felt that with somebody else there, and with all the lights and a camera filming everything, it would ruin the mood of enjoying the sex. She expressed her doubts about these to her mother. Even though she expressed her doubts, she said that she thought it might be fun.
Sreelekha could guess that her daughter was obviously very curious about what it would be like doing it with another girl and a guy, and also with cameramen there filming it all.
“Why don’t you to come with me over to Mr. Shetty’s studio to see what a porno set looks like.” She asked.
“Oh no, Mamoni!” Her daughter gasped but she kept telling her that it was no big deal, and said if she was really curious, that this was the perfect way to get an answer to the questions in her mind.
The hot celeb mother-daughter of Tollygunge film-industry continued to talk, and at one point Sreelekha again requested her daughter to come over to Mr. Shetty’s studio and see what it’s like for herself. After Oishi weakly refused once more, but seemed to almost be ready to see it, her mother stood up.
“Come on baby, let’s go over there right now and you’ll see what it’s like. No big deal. We’ll just look around, and that way you can fulfill your curiosity.” Sreelekha said with a bit of authority in her voice ... taking her daughter’s hand.
“Okay Mamoni, I’ve to talk to your Jamai ( Daughter’s Husband ) about this,” A giggling Oishi finally agreed ... and decided to divert her mother’s attention. “So you’re very much okay with your new career and it was how you’ve showed your love to your two husbands.”
“Yes ... and I have no regrets. Although others would be appalled, I know.” She smiled looking at her daughter a long time before continuing. “Baby, one thing I’m sure of is that after all this, you feel hatred for me.”
“Oh Mamoni, never say that again ... you’ve done all these for the wellbeing of our family.” Oishi said moving closer to her mother. “I’m proud to have such a sacrificing mother ... I love you very much.”
“My dear, your clarity has alleviated my anxiety and confusion. You are a truly sensible and understanding daughter.” Sreelekha’s eyes moistened, a heavy weight moving away from her heart as she kissed her daughter’s forehead like a truly affectionate Bengali mother...
Oishi responded, full knowing what her mother meant as she hugged her mother tightly and hesitantly pressed her lips to her mother’s lips. Then she pulled back, finding her mother smiling reassuringly.
Sreelekha could see the barrier to a deeper love between herself and her daughter was crumbling. She put her hand around her daughter’s waist as their lips met again, with Oishi’s kisses showing more confidence. And she could feel her mother’s stiff nipples and generous breasts pressing against her own smaller ... yet firm tits ... through their clothes.
The mother-daughter duo became carried away in their kissing and hugging, as the two months pregnant mother could feel her daughter losing her inhibitions. Looking each other’s knowing eyes for few seconds, they hastily pulled off their clothes ... and the milf mother licked her lips excitedly seeing her daughter’s hot body.
She leaned down instantly to lick and suck on one of her handful size breasts, eyeing the pleasure on her face. She kissed her again, then took her daughter’s hand and mashed it on her own hefty breasts.
Oishi needed no further encouragement, as she kneaded the flesh of those soft orbs. Next, her mother lifted a pendulous tit and offered it to her, who instinctively latched on to the hardened brown nipple, eliciting a sigh from her mother.
“That’s it, Love, suck on them. Do you remember, you loved to suck those hours after hours when you were a child. Yessss ... suck on them hard! Oh, God, yes! Show mommy your love.”
Sreelekha was taken aback by her own feelings running wild, as her daughter made love to her tits. For Oishi, she found it exciting and arousing to suck on another woman’s tits. And more, to see her Mamoni’s reaction.
Sreelekha pulled her daughter’s face to hers for more kisses; this time, with tongues exploring each other’s mouth. She pressed her daughter against the edge of the bed, where she alternated between sucking on her stiff nipples and kissing her sensually.
She was in no hurry. She was enjoying kissing her daughter for the first time. Besides, she wanted to work up her arousal slowly. After kissing for some time, Oishi took a turn making love to her mother’s luscious orbs, sucking hungrily on her stiff nipples. The two resumed kissing, but this time, the mature actress’s hand slipped between the younger woman’s thighs.
“Just enjoy,” the hot mother whispered, as her fingers probed her daughter’s inner sanctum.
Oishi took a deep breath, as fingers rubbed her slit, then dug into her sheath. She wrapped her arms around her mother as they resumed kissing. Her mother worked on her clit, while she ground on her mother’s fingers, churning up the water.
Sreelekha could see her daughter’s arousal was reaching a breaking point and she frigged her harder, eager to see her daughter cum. She was rewarded when Oishi’s body started to tremble, as she hung on to her mother ... the orgasm washed over her.
“I love you, baby,” Sreelekha whispered ... planting delicate kisses on her neck.
“Oh, Mamoni ... you’re so sweet!” Oishi looked into her mother’s eyes ... still panting from a great climax ... as they hugged, with both feeling the thrill of this deeper love.
They made lunch ... just wrapping a towel and ate on the lawn, where Oishi asked for more details about her new father’s sexual skills, to which her mother frankly told about his fucking abilities in detail. With lunch over, they collected their dishes, returning them to the kitchen, where her daughter playfully pulled off her mother’s towel.
“I want me to play with you like like I did to your maid in the movie.” Sreelekha laughed ... pulling off her daughter’s towel, then grabbed her for a quick tickle ... followed by a deep kiss.
With arms wrapped around each other, she could feel she had freed her daughter’s sexual side and was hoping she was ready to move further. And as if reading her mind, her daughter stepped back, and taking her mother’s hand, led them toward the bedroom.
“Mamoni, in your king-size marital bed, where you’ve made your second Fulsajjya with my new father.” Oishi made a suggestion with a glint in her eyes.
Sreelekha followed her daughter into her own bedroom, where Oishi sprawled out on the bed as if offering her nude body to her mother. She moved beside her daughter, then leaning over her, delicately brushed her lips on Oishi’s.
“We’re in no hurry, Love,” she said, before kissing her daughter tenderly.
And they were in no hurry, as they continued kissing leisurely and sensually. Her fingers began exploring her daughter’s supple body, tracing a line over her curves. And Oishi’s hand soon found her mother’s generous tits and started fondling them.
“Would you like to make love to them?” Sreelekha asked, before rolling onto her back ... in which without answering, she swooped in and started sucking on her mother’s tits hungrily.
“That’s it, Love. Mmm ... mnn ... Nothing like sucking on tits, is there?” She sighed.
She rolled both of them over, and straddling her daughter’s torso, left her pendulous breasts inches away from her daughter’s face. Oishi latched on to one, feasting on it madly, then the other, while her hands kneaded their luscious flesh.
The way in which she sucked on those succulent tits confirmed her agreement. A feeling of nurturing swept over the happy mother, as she watched her daughter become consumed by the primal instinct to suckle, reminding her of all the times she sucked on her friend Swastika’s orbs. She brushed her dangling tits across her daughter’s face, with Oishi enjoying being smothered by their softness.
“God, that feels so good. Your father never spent so much time on them.” She sighed as her daughter released the nipple with a slurp ... she was sucking on.
“Some men are in a hurry, especially young ones. Some, like your Jamai ( Daughter’s Husband ), love sucking on tits. And yours’ are delicious!”