Chapter 10

Over the next few days we fucked all over the flat. Mom would come to me first thing in the morning, get into bed and either suck me off, swallowing all my cum, or we fucked, or a combination of both! She seemed insatiable, and I was always horny and ready to satisfy her, subject to the usual physical limits!

I could normally cum 3-4 times a day as long as I was given a chance to recuperate in between each session. Dad would join in when he could, if he was home, but normally he couldn’t manage to cum more than once or twice, which he normally saved up for the evening after work.

So, depending on what I was doing for the day, mom and I would fuck in the morning, lunchtime, late afternoon, and once when dad came home after work and we were all relaxed after dinner in the evening. If I went out with friends during the day, my balls would be full and aching - I’d have saved up all my spunk till the evening, so mom and I would do it at least twice, maybe three times over the course of a few hours. Dad loved to watch us. He said it turned him on.

The great thing was the sexual freedom, and being able to touch, kiss and feel mom’s boobs, pussy and ass whenever I wanted, as long as no visitors were around. She loved it too. And I could do freely it in front of dad. They both encouraged me.

I’d go up to her sometimes when she was cooking in the kitchen and just slip my hands over her tits, snuggling into her from behind, grinding my groin into her ass. Or if we were sitting in the living room and I felt the urge, I’d kneel down in front of her, ask her to open her legs and I’d lick and play with her pussy while she watched TV. It was just being able to have sex whenever and wherever we were at home that was the great thing.

One of my favourite things was fucking mom in the evening in the living room. Dad would be there, reading his paper as usual and the TV would be on. Before we started our sexual activities, we used to just sit and watch TV, but now when mom or I were in the mood sitting on the sofa, we’d just casually start kissing each other on the lips and feeling each other up. We’d strip, still in front of dad and then do our stuff, just like it was any normal thing a family would do in the evening in the living room!

Sometimes mom would straddle me whilst I was on the couch, grinding up and down on my hard cock, whilst her large boobs were in my face. I’d suck each one in turn, taking as much as I could of each tit into my mouth, licking around the areola and nipple, whilst cupping her ample fleshy ass with my hands as she rode me until I came.

Or we would fuck doggy style in front of the TV. We’d bought a large white luxurious rug, which had been placed on the floor in the middle of the room. So whilst dad sat in his favourite armchair, mom would kneel on all fours on the rug, with some cushions under her to make herself comfy, and then I would go into her from behind. I loved doing that and, so did she, as my dick went into her hard and really deep. Dad seemed to love watching us too in that position. Sometimes he would read his paper, as if something completely ordinary was taking place a few feet away from him, and look up and watch us from time to time like he was watching TV, but instead watch his son and wife fuck like rabbits in front of him. Sometimes if he got hard and turned on enough, he would slip off his clothes and join us, fucking mom’s mouth with his prick, whilst I was fucking her from behind, in her pussy or ass, or with us both reversing positions. Mom really loved to be fucked at both ends at the same time, with us both cumming in any of her three fuckable holes.

Another thing we all liked was cumming in her mouth whilst she laid down flat and naked on the rug. This would normally happen after dad and I had been fucking her, one at each end, often swapping, and then she would lie down on her back on the rug and we’d wank ourselves into her mouth which she would keep wide open, with her tongue hanging out, inviting us to cum on it. It was quite an amazing sight, as dad and I would try to time our spurts to be at the same time, or near enough, and we’d spray our creamy white spunk into mom’s open mouth and over her face. She’s swallow as much as she could and the rub the rest into her face and boobs like it was some kind of moisturising cream.

One evening, about two weeks after we’d started having sex together we were all sitting around the living room as ‘normal’. Dad looked up from his paper and said, “Rasheed, you must feel completely at ease sexually with your mom and I. Do as you like, within reason, as long as your mom is kept happy. Your involvement in our sexual activities has brought a new spurt of life to us, and brings your mom and I great pleasure. And if you have any special requests, ideas or fantasies do share them with us.”

“Yes,” added mom “You’ve put a real glow on my face and I feel so healthy and sexually fulfilled. You’ve added so much pleasure to our lives. We must of course continue to keep this all a secret between us and not let anyone else know.”

“Sure mom,” I replied. “I haven’t told anyone, and I’m having a lot of fun too. Your so hot and sexy!”

Mom smiled at me. “Thank you dear. I’m so glad you still find me ‘so hot’, as you say!” and she giggled. “How about if we experiment a little. Do you have any ideas?”

“Well,” I said, hesitatingly, “I do have something I was going to ask you about, but wasn’t so sure.”

“Go on,” piped up dad, “Don’t be shy now Rasheed, what did I tell you before?”

“Yes,” added mom, “Go on, there must be no secrets between us when it comes to our sexual desires.”

“Ok, mom, dad,” I said, looking at them both in turn. “I’ve got one or two magazines in which the women are dressed in quite sexy looking underwear, and, well, I was wondering...” I paused, looking at mom.

“Go on,” she said encouragingly.

“Well,” I continued, “I was wondering if I could show you and maybe you could wear some things like that.”

“I never realised you had such magazines,” said mom, sounding a little shocked, but only pretending. “Show them to us.”

I got up and went to my room and fished out the few magazines I had from one of my secret hiding places.

Returning to the living room, I found mom and dad, both with eager smiles on their faces.

“Right, let’s have a look at these,” said dad. I sat in the middle of the couch and dad came over so that mom was on one side of me, and dad on the other.

As I’d mentioned some time back, getting very explicit stuff in Mumbai was not easy, so the magazines I had were mostly softcore, showing women wearing sexy lingerie and swimwear and posing in various positions.

I picked out one of my favourites, which was slightly different from the rest, being a bit hotter. It was called ‘Forty Plus’ and had come from the UK. One of my friends, who had gone to see relatives in England, had bought it back from there and given it to me when he got bored of it. It was full of sexy, white older women.

“Here’s one of my favourites, Mom,” I said. I opened it up to a page where there was a buxom mature woman, with large boobs and a wide shapely butt, not quite as old as mom, but still mature looking, and wearing a bright red basque, red stockings and suspenders and red high heeled shoes. She wasn’t wearing any panties, so you could see her pussy. The basque had no bra cups, so her boobs hung down freely over the material of the basque that was over her mid-riff, and were very similar in size and shape to mom’s.

There were photos of the lady posing in different positions. One with her standing up but at a slight angle, sexily putting one hand on her hips, her large boobs hanging sexily on her chest, another with her back turned to us, and bending forward slightly, showing off her wide ample butt in all it’s glory. Then, another on all fours, with the camera behind her, so you could see the lips of her pussy hanging down, which was one of my favourites.