Kishen’s life-changing Discovery – Part 8

“What the…!” shrieked Savi. She saw her son watching and clapping nude while she was in the 69 position with Usha. Overwhelmed, she instantly broke off from the position. She went to a corner of the bed, grabbed the bed sheet, and covered herself.

Equally surprised, Sunil, turning in his chair, gave Kishen a ‘you’ve-surprised-me-son’ look. Still, he hid his manhood by crossing his legs. Seeing his mother’s shocked expression, Kishen momentarily feared that he had made a mistake. “Don’t lose your courage,” the beast in Kishen whispered.

Usha, too was taken aback. She grabbed the other end of Savi’s bed sheet to cover herself and sat beside her. However, Kishen noticed her sporting a mild suspenseful smile. Seeing Usha wearing nothing and barely covering herself with the bed sheet, Kishen’s pole stood firmer, much to everyone’s notice.

Noticing Kishen’s presence, Neetu broke off the 69 position with her Pappa. She sat up on the bed in front of Usha. Excited, she wasn’t bothered about covering herself.

Ramesh was too engrossed in the 69 position. He took Savi’s shriek to be an orgasm. It wasn’t until his daughter got off abruptly that he realized something was up. Surprised at seeing Kishen, he too sat up on the bed, cross-legged, and covered his genitalia with his hands.

He sat next to Neetu and in front of Savi, which broke her line of sight with Kishen. Savi moved closer to Ramesh and hid behind him as though he was a tree.

Kishen’s heart was pounding. And so was his mother’s.

Neetu broke the silence, “How did you…?”

“I’ve known for a while. That’s what I told you I wanted to tell you the other day,” responded Kishen.

“Which day?” asked Usha.

“The day I met you at the lift,” Kishen answered.

“I don’t remember exactly….” Neetu replied.

Kishen noticed Savi was still hiding behind Ramesh uncle, listening to it all. He imagined her to be utterly embarrassed.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to…” said Kishen, looking much withdrawn and shy—opposite to how he entered the scene. Needless to say, his tool began deflating too.

“A lot of questions remain, but there is no need to be sorry,” said Neetu.

“Yes, you may have made it easier for us,” added Ramesh.

“And I’ll make it easier,” said Neetu. She turned towards Usha (sitting kind of behind her). She snatched away the bed sheet end she was covering herself with.

“What are you doing, Neetu!” exclaimed Usha as she sat covering her privates with bare hands.

Neetu turned to snatch the rest of the bed sheet away from Savi. But she saw that Savi could still not digest her son’s presence in the room.

Letting Savi be, Neetu goes up to Kishen, takes his hand and walks him to the bed. Kishen could sense the burning gaze of everyone as he approached the bed and stood in front of Neetu. She sat at the middle of its edge –where she had him sit before she blew him for the first time in his life.

“Why is everyone so dumbstruck now? Isn’t this what we ultimately wanted?” Neetu asked, trying to look at every one.

“Yes, but how did you get here, Kishen?” asked Usha.

“He was here all along, probably since morning,” came Savi’s tensed voice from behind Ramesh.

Everyone was taken aback when Kishen nodded in agreement.

“So, you probably heard how my mother is lusting after you?” asked Neetu, breaking the silence again.

Kishen nodded, looking down with shyness. But his tool revealed his true intention. Neetu smiled and turned to look at her mother—the direction Kishen’s cock appeared to point to.

Semi-aroused at Kishen’s erection, Usha looked at Savi, hidden behind Ramesh. She was still blank with eyes wide open. Usha’s eyes conveyed uncertainty. She looked at Neetu after studying Savi’s state of shock.

Taking charge of the situation, Neetu grabbed Ramesh’s hands and pulled him off his sitting position. Ramesh slumped chest first on the bed. Savi was suddenly exposed to Kishen. Panicking and not knowing what to do. She buried her face on the bed, lying on her chest, with her hands covering her face.

“Are you crying, Savi?” asked Sunil as he got up from the chair, ridding his inhibitions. He went over to the bedside and sat next to her. Her stiff naked legs didn’t flinch even as he nudged them.

“C’mon, Savi. This is not like you.” Nudged Usha.

“I’m sorry, Mom,” added Kishen. “I am leaving. None of this ever happened.”

“Stay! You haven’t seen this side of your mom yet,” said Sunil. “Now, Savi, you’re being overdramatic, dear. Get up. He is our son. He is mature enough now. And I’m sure he will respect our boundaries,” he said to Savi, leaning towards her head.

As everyone waited, Savi got up, avoiding eye contact with her son. She sat up, turning towards the side of the bed facing the window. Her back faced them all except Sunil, who stood next to her.

“Fix me a drink, Sunil,” she ordered, which he did instantly.

“Fix one for everyone, Suni uncle,” Neetu added.

“Do you also drink, Kishen? Or have you not started?” Sunil asked as he proceeded to prepare the drinks.

“N…no, Dad,” said Kishen, clearing his throat.

“Good. It is a special moment for a father to be able to hand his son his first drink. I Should have done it sooner. And I would have if your mom hadn’t been so against it,” said Sunil.

“I just didn’t think he was ready for alcohol. He is still young,” Savi responded, defending herself.

“To mothers, their children never seem to grow up,” remarked Ramesh.

“Do you smoke?” Savi asked Kishen, still facing the window.

“No, Mom. Except for a time many years back when I stole one from Dad. I took a few puffs, and it felt awful,” Kishen said rather nervously. Everyone giggled except Savi.

Still looking at the wall and sounding desperate, Savi lectured, “I might look like a hypocrite after you’ve seen me doing the exact things I taught you not to do, Kish. You may feel like taking revenge and going crazy by having sex, drinking and smoking. But when you mature, you will realize I wasn’t teaching you abstinence but self-control. I beg you. Please don’t lose yourself to sex, drinking, or smoking. This is my only concern, and I cannot involve myself until I am sure.”

“Son, we were going to bring you into the circle eventually. This is a very rare thing that we got going here. It is forged on trust, acceptance, and respecting boundaries. You will learn in time. It’s also about self-control. We don’t mind you dwelling on the pleasures and temptations in life, but you’ve got to learn not to let them get the better of you. You’ve got to do it safely. Else, you’re life will be ruined,” added Sunil. He handed everyone (except Kishen) their drinks.

“There is still much to learn about self-control, respect, mutual agreement, and boundaries. We hope you will get them all in time,” added Neetu.

“We hope you understand the gravity of it, Kishen. Do you?” asked Usha.

“Yes… I guess so, aunty,” replied Kishen.

“Good boy, then grab your first drink from your father,” responded Usha with a smile.

“You don’t want to miss this, Savi. And you’ve damn well done a good job raising him. Otherwise, he should already be spoiled,” added Sunil as he handed Kishen his first drink.

Kishen was relieved to see his mother, still covering her front, turning around to look at him, smiling. Just then, Neetu begins giggling. “It suddenly occurred to me how fucking funny it is that we’re giving a young chap life advice while naked. Would anyone believe it if we told it?”

Everyone burst into laughter. The group then encouraged and keenly observed Kishen as he gulped his first glass of whiskey.

But Alas! They’ve been a bit too loud. The baby began to cry again.

“I’ll do it,” announced Savi just as Neetu was about to get up to the baby. Kishen caught glimpses of his mom’s naked body as she got up from the bed, leaving the sheet behind. She went to the bathroom to clean herself and proceeded towards Neetu’s room.

She knew her son was stealing glimpses of her. Kishen was tempted to turn back and see his mother’s jiggling ass as she walked past him. He knew she knew. She knew he knew she knew. Everyone sort of knew, too.

In Kishen’s defence, nudity is meant to be enjoyed, right? Should relationships be a hindrance to it? Everyone was keen and waiting for the mother-son dynamic to play out. They didn’t know what it would turn out to be. Even Kishen and Savi were somewhere in between awkward and interesting.

“The milk bottle is in my handbag,” Nethu spoke out loud to Savi. “Got it.” came the loud response from Savi. The baby’s cries began to subside.

“Before we start, Kishen. You’re about to be unleashed into a whole new dimension of sexual awakening. Remember, your interest and preferences may not match with others. Learn to get the cue and respect the decision. Just so you know,” said Neetu.

“Uff, enough of teaching him. I will do the rest of the teaching,” said Usha. She got up on her knees and signalled Kishen to hop on the bed and approach her.

“Is this for real?!?! I got to pinch myself,” Kishen muttered as he walked on his knees towards his beloved Usha aunty. There was also a mild (very mild) buzz from his very first drink. It helped him appreciate more of what was before his eyes.

There stood before him the inviting voluptuous body of the soul he so admired and longed for long. He was all the more content that she sought him too. More than Neetu or any woman, the palms of Kishen’s mind had fondled his beloved Usha teacher the most.

Smiling eye-to-eye, Usha’s hands welcomed Kishen with a firm hug. Hugging her back and smitten by the warmth of her fleshy body and bosoms, Kishen wished for a moment that his body could permanently be glued to hers. He was growing restless.

Like a lost dog meeting its owner after years, he couldn’t get enough of his Usha aunty’s body. His hands ran across her body in a fantasy-turned-reality trance. His nose and lips explored every inch of her face, neck, bosom and armpit zone.

To Kishen, the smell surrounding her armpit was refreshingly new. It was distinct to the smell of her pussy that he had known from her panties. For Usha, Kishen was a priced persona that she had, in her own right, helped nurture.

Running her hands across his back, feeling his thighs, clutching his butt cheeks and stroking his tool. Kishen’s teacher Usha finally got to know one of her all-time favourite pupils up close and personal.

Neetu, Ramesh, and Sunil were standing watch. They saw the pride on Usha’s face as her cheeks and chin rubbed Kishen’s in ecstasy. She even began kissing and licking his ear lobes. They knew then and there that the two had unknowingly built a massive bond.

Seeing her mother and Kishen smooch like long-lost lovers, Neetu felt guilty for taking his virginity. “Ma truly deserved to take his virginity,” she thought. “Even I may not have embraced her that way,” Ramesh said to himself. “My son is a true milf lover. Hope he learns to deal with it in time,” thought Sunil.

From the few times, while being high on embracing, kissing, and cuddling Kishen. Usha could see Savi naked and standing at the passage and observing them while carrying the baby in her hands.

“Kishen gotta see his mom like that,” she thought. Making a gradual 180 degree turn while their bodies embraced each other to the fullest. Realizing that Kishen was shy about touching Usha’s core privates, she took Kishen’s hand and placed it on her pussy.

The coarseness of her pussy, and its warmth and wetness suddenly sparked open his eyes. Before his eyes could close again to let his fingers do the “seeing” of Usha’s insides, his mother’s nudity caught their attention. Seeing her naked, looking directly at him, he experienced symbolic arousal.

“18-19 years back, you may have carried me in your caring arms that way. Thank you so much, Mother. I’m ever grateful for everything,” he thought. He looked her in the eye while embracing her friend. It was the first time since Kishen’s entrance that the mother and son truly looked eye to eye.

Savi nodded in agreement, surprising Kishen. It was as though her 6th sense picked up his non-verbal conveyance. Content at his mom’s approval, Kishen immersed himself in Usha’s embrace. Hearing Usha moan from his fingering, Kishen came out of his semi-trance to focus on pleasuring her.

Then, he noticed three pairs of eyes keenly observing him, smiling. He also saw his naked mother re-entering the room after putting the baby to sleep. She went on to sit on the chair. A sense of shyness mixed with embarrassment came over Kishen.

He started getting conscious. Usha could notice the sudden shift in his vibe and the way he fingered her. Opening her eyes and tuning over, she saw the four beings staring at them.

“What are you all looking at?” said Usha. “My student is not able to concentrate.”

“I’m sorry….”

“Shh….don’t! It’s not your fault, Kishen.” Usha said, turning back to him. “Even my daughter was very conscious during her first group session with us. We’ve got to break that barrier. Let’s get you relaxed and comfy,” said Usha.

Then and there, Kishen wanted to blurt that he even had the chance to fuck Deepti aunty like a maniac. He was not as novice as everyone thought. But in his heart, he was a child learning stuff from his beloved teacher again.

Usha moved to sit on the bed, resting her back against the headboard with her legs spread. “Kishen, imagine I am sofa, come and rest your back on me,” She said, patting the ‘V-shaped area on the bed fenced by her thighs and crotch.

Doing as instructed, Kishen was elated to have his back pressed against Usha Aunty’s bare breast and a fluffy tummy. It appeared to cradle him with her every breath. Usha extended her saliva-wet right hand from behind him to stroke him gently.

“Does that feel good, Kishen?” Usha asked as she kissed his cheek and stroked him.

Kishen nodded.

“Now, let’s get the shyness away to enjoy ourselves fully. Agree?”

Kishen nods as he sees Sunil fix drinks for everyone.

“Good boy, thanks to my horny daughter, you’re not a virgin. That makes it all the easier for us, doesn’t it?” Usha asks, to which Kishen nods again. “Just relax, watch and be in the moment, Kishen.”

Taking a prepared drink from the table, Neetu approaches Usha. Usha momentarily removes her hand from Kishen’s tool to take the drink. She takes a big sip and feeds Kishen from the same glass. Then resumes stroking him with her right hand.

“Tell me, Kishen, what do you see?” asks Usha as she gently strokes him.

“4 people naked and drinking,”

“Who are they?”

“My father, mother, Neetu and Ramesh uncle.”

“Do you enjoy watching them watching you?”

“I don’t know….”

“Are you feeling shy because your mother is also watching you?”

“I guess, aunty.”

“Every soul deserved to be pleasured, Kishen. And as long as it’s consensual, there’s nothing wrong with it. Nature made us this way,” said Usha as she eye-signalled Neetu.

Getting the cue, Neetu goes near Sunil. She kneels in front of him and begins to mouth his semi-erect tool. Kishen watches as his father sways out of the oral pleasure he receives from Neetu.

“See how cool your mother is, allowing her lover to find pleasure from other women,” Usha adds as she eye-signals Savi to go over and join Sunil and her daughter. Obeying Usha’s non-verbal orders, Savi gets up from the chair, looking eye-to-eye with Kishen.

She proceeds to stand next to his father and smooch him. Neetu’s hand automatically proceeds to caress Savi’s pussy. His mom and dad became fully engrossed in kissing and embracing each other. Standing watch and having gulped down the rest of his drink, Ramesh grabs the half-empty whiskey bottle.

Its long neck qualifies as a 3-4 inch makeshift dildo. Interrupting his daughter from blowing Sunil, he makes her wet his palm with her licks and saliva. He stands behind Savi, smearing Neetu’s saliva all over the bottle’s neck. He parts her legs with his feet and thrusts the bottleneck up her butthole.

Kishen is momentarily taken aback at Savi’s shriek. It takes a few moments for him to realize his mother is not in agony and is indeed enjoying it. “It would have got ugly between me and Ramesh uncle had he been forcing it on her,” thought the protective son.

“Don’t worry, Kishen. We don’t intend harm and won’t do anything without consent. We have a safe word too – stop,” whispered Usha, calming Kishen from his alarmed state with her keystrokes.

Kishen settles back on Usha. His mom’s pleasured moans filled the room, which his dad’s smooching would muffle.

“Do you like me bottle-fucking your mom?” Ramesh asked Kishen.

“His dick is throbbing,” affirmed Usha on Kishen’s behalf.

Soon, the group readjusts and gets engrossed among themselves. Neetu, kneeling, could simultaneously blow Sunil and her dad. As he stood behind her, his tool appeared to emerge from Savi’s crack. Both the men pleasured Savi with their fingers, kisses, and, of course, the bottle.

Ramesh would also have Neetu lick and deep throat the bottle before he’d put it back in Savi’s butthole. The four would also take turns sipping directly from the bottle.

Preventing Kishen from cumming from that nasty visual treat, Usha deliberately slows down the pace of her strokes.

“Aunty, isn’t all this bad?” Kishen asked.

“In sex, consent and safety nullify bad, Kishen,” Usha answered. “Now, focus on your mother’s breasts. Notice the areola? How much do you think is its area? Do you remember the formula I taught you?”

“πr2 is the area of a circle, right?”

“Good boy, I’m proud of you,” said Usha as she kissed Kishen’s cheek.

They could see that the mother and father were occasionally glancing at Kishen amidst being engrossed in their act.

“How long have you all been at it?” asked Kishen.

“Many years. It was us four adults before Neetu joined after she could, you know, vote.” Usha responded. She finished her drink, kept the glass on the bed and began fondling Kishen’s nipples with her left hand. “Are you ready to enter in me, Kishen?”

“I’ve never been more ready, Usha aunty.”

“Good boy,” remarked Usha planting one more kiss on Kishen’s cheek. She makes him kneel up and proceeds to doggy-position herself in front of him. Running his hands across Usha Aunty’s bare back and butt. Kishen sees Savi zoning in on pleasure, exchanging smiles with Usha and him.

To Kishen, entering his Usha aunty was somehow very ceremonious. He didn’t allow the awareness of anyone’s glances to distract him. He began pounding her, gripping her hips tightly. With eyes tight shut, he began fast-paced thrusting. Her moans were similar to how he’d imagined he’d hear up close.

He could feel being watched. He didn’t give a fuck. For it was his victory moment. Having shagged from under the bed, Kishen could thrust Usha for longer until she came. He didn’t stop, but he knew he couldn’t continue.

The beast in Kishen wanted to cum with the loudest moan to “announce” his victory of having conquered his fantasy. But just microseconds away from cumming, he remembered about the baby. He instantly suppressed his moan with a long grunt and a spine-bending crouch.

As he cum inside Usha, her hips and butt-cheeks twitched in response to his forehead’s sweat beads falling on her bare bottom. His tool could feel Usha’s warm vaginal pulses and squeeze it for several moments. Then Usha slumped chest-first on the bed.

Kishen had shut his eyes tight. It seemed effortful for him to open them after coming back from his orgasmic elevation. He saw his mother sitting on the chair, fingering herself vigorously, watching him. As their eyes met, Savi squirted explosively.

Having pleasured herself from the live sight of her son finished off her friend in style. This time, she muffled her orgasmic moan in a similar grunt and crouch.

“Ha ha, like mother like son,” Usha commented as she lay on her chest, totally relaxed and eyes closed. “You did that on purpose, didn’t you? Bitch!”

Kishen saw Neetu’s head and hands bobbing alternatively on his and her dad’s dicks. He gave a faint smile to the men. They looked at him with mildly appreciative smiles. He sat back on the pillows behind him, nearly exhausted.

“Don’t fall asleep, ma,” Neetu said, looking around and at Usha.

“Five minutes,” came Usha’s faint response.

“Get the fuck up, slut,” Savi responded, panting and smiling coyly at her son. He was also rather sleepy from exhaustion.

“Dad, Ramesh uncle, don’t you ever get tired and lose erection?” Kishen enquired. He lay on his back on the headboard, fondling his flaccid tool.

“Well, if we went all in and came as vigorously as you just did, we’d barely last 2-3 rounds,” said Ramesh.

“…and the ladies would end up unhappy,” added Sunil.

“My daughter is just fluffing us up and prolonging the pleasure,” added Ramesh.

“Yeah, it is about mastering the art of staying afloat in pleasure. By taking your time and engaging in less vigorous stuff but highly pleasurable and fun,” said Sunil.

“Enough of the theory. Let me demonstrate a great technique to prolong your pleasure while still pleasuring the woman,” said Ramesh. “Neetu, fix him a drink from that bottle and help me show him,”

“Sure, pappa….”

Neetu fixed a drink from a whiskey bottle cum makeshift dildo that entered his mom’s ass. Looking naughtily at Kishen, she licked her index finger. She ran it around the wet neck of the bottle before dipping it in the drink and stirring it.

“Enjoy the flavour,” she added as she approached him on the bed and handed it to him.

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