My Hot & Horny Family – Part 7

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I woke up late the next day as it was a Sunday. I did my morning chores and called my aunt Neelam. I told her everything that had transpired last night in my parent’s room.

Neelam: I had a feeling that my brother was fucking Deepa.

Me: And guess what? My dad is a sex addict, just like you. He fucks all the time, morning, afternoon and night, and all I get is a Skype session to masturbate. I want to have sex, aunty.

Neelam: Then go and fuck Deepa.

Me: Even I was thinking about that. But to tell you the truth, I want to fuck my mother just like Vivek does.

Neelam: It won’t be easy. In our case, I wanted to get fucked by my son. We don’t know what Prachi thinks. But I will tell you one thing. If you want to fuck your Mom, then go for it. It’s not a crime, but rather incest is a heavenly experience.

Me: So how do I do it?

Neelam: First, seduce Deepa and fuck her. I think she will help you get your Mom into your bed.

Me: How do I seduce Deepa?

Neelam: You’re a smart boy. You will figure it out.

I spoke for a few more minutes and hung up. It was 10 AM, and I went downstairs. I found my Mom making tea in a black satin sleeveless nightgown. Deepa was preparing breakfast. The outline of my Mom’s ass was visible, and it was pretty evident that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

Deepa was wearing a saree as usual and looking modest. Last night’s events flashed before my eyes. I stared at the beautiful women working in the kitchen. I hugged my Mom from behind as I do every morning. But this time, it was with a semi-erect dick and a thought of banging her.

Mom: Good Morning, dear.

Me: Good Morning mom, it’s 10, and you’re making tea? Did you wake up late?

Mom: Yes, dear, last night I had a headache and couldn’t sleep well. I had a tablet only around 3 and fell asleep probably by 4 AM.

I responded with empathy, but I knew the real reason for her waking up late.

Me: Oh god! Are you feeling better now?

She turned around and hugged. I could feel her warmth and the softness of her breasts against my chest. To my delight, she wasn’t even wearing a bra. She kissed me on both cheeks.

Mom: Yes, I am fine now. Go call your dad and tell him that tea and breakfast are ready. Deepa set the table.

I went into my parents’ room. My dad was in the washroom. I could smell the love juices that had made a stain on the bedsheet. The smell of sex was intoxicating. The bed wasn’t made, and the sheets were crumpled up, making me imagine last night’s sex session.

Dad: What are you looking at?

Me: Nothing, I just got lost in thoughts.

Dad: What were you thinking?

Me: Just some random stuff. By the way, Mom asked me to come and get you for breakfast.

Dad: Ok, Let me get dressed, and I will be there in a minute.

We had our breakfast, and then Dad left the shop. Mom was in her room and busy preparing notes and other school things. Deepa started to sweep the house. All I could do was stare at the TV screen and think about how to seduce Deepa as I considered her to be my first step toward my Mom, Prachi.

In a few minutes, Deepa came to sweep the living room. I was shocked to see her attire. She would always cover herself well, but today her saree pallu was rolled. It passed through the center of her blouse, showcasing her big boobs. Her cleavage was visible in all its glory.

It was a wonderfully deep cleavage created by her massive tits. Her saree was well below her navel, exposing her entire midriff. A few inches lower, and I probably could have seen her cunt. She was wearing one of those skimpy blouses with just a strap at the back, essentially making the entire back visible.

I had never seen her like this. It turned me on instantly, and I kept staring at her. I am sure she was aware of it, as most women inherently have this ability.

She finished sweeping the living room and was about to move upstairs. She looked at me, gave a smile, and began to climb the stairs. I was confused, as I thought I would be seducing her. But by the look of things, it felt I was the one being seduced.

About 5 minutes later, I decided to go upstairs. I went into my room and saw that Deepa had finished sweeping. She was about to go to the next room. She had a broom in one hand and a dustpan in the other.

Me: How are you, Deepa mausi (aunty)?

Deepa: I am fine. Why do you ask?

Me: Nothing, I just wanted to know if you’re doing well. By the way, Deepa mausi, you look very beautiful today.

Deepa: Really? I look beautiful? Don’t joke with me.

Me: No, really, you have always looked beautiful to me.

Deepa: Thank you.

I was standing at the door, and she didn’t ask me to move aside. Rather she just passed through, and her big boobs brushed against my chest. I was very happy with what had just transpired. I laid down on the bed and began to make sense of what had happened.

In about 20 minutes, Deepa returned with a bucket of water and a cleaning cloth instead of a mop.

Me: Where is the mop?

Deepa: That’s gone old and needs to be replaced.

I believed her for about 2 seconds. After that, she got down on her knees, bent forward and came on all four. Gravity did its job, and her boobs were now struggling to come out of her blouse. I could see half of her areolas of one of her boobs. The cleavage got deeper.

Her big fat ass was begging to be fucked. My dick got hard by sight. She would occasionally look at me, catch me staring at her boobs, but smile and return to mopping.

I was right. She was trying to seduce me, but why? What prompted her to do all this was still a mystery. I decided to play along. She finished mopping, and as she was about to leave.

Deepa: Did you like what you saw?

Me: What do you mean? I didn’t see anything.

Deepa: I didn’t know you could lie. Not a problem, I will come back tomorrow.

My dick was stiff like never before. I immediately went into the washroom and masturbated. I had a bath and only came out at 2 PM for lunch. Deepa was back to normal. Her saree was above her navel, and the pallu covered her boobs well.

I had lunch with Mom and Deepa. Then I went to the shop with lunch for my dad. He was visibly disappointed to see me there with lunch instead of his fuck buddy Deepa.

For the next 2-3 days, Deepa Mausi would come to my room around 6:30 in the morning to sweep and mop the room. Her dressing would be provocative. The first thing I saw in the morning was her boobs. I thought to speed up things, and there needed to be a reaction from my side.

So on the morning of the 3rd day, I was lying on the bed wide awake, waiting for Deepa to come. I was wearing only my underwear and had a morning hard-on. As soon as I saw Deepa, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. She did something that I least expected.

Deepa mausi woke me up. As I opened my eyes, I saw that Mausi’s pallu was tucked in her petticoat. She had only a blouse on the top portion with two hooks undone. There was no bra, and the transparent material had a clear view of her nipples.

Deepa: Get up, Rahul! You will be late for college.

I got up. My dick was making a bulge in my underwear which had become the point of focus for Deepa. She lifted her saree above her knees, exposing her legs. She squatted down on the floor, giving me a clear view of her cunt as she didn’t wear any panties. It had fine pubic hair, which made it look beautiful.

Deepa: Looks like you’re up. At least now, do you like what you see?

I got out of the bed and stood up on the floor with a clear and massive tent.

Me: I do. Do you like what you see?

Deepa: It’s still covered. How can I like something that I haven’t even seen yet?

I didn’t hesitate and quickly got rid of my underwear and stood completely naked in front of Deepa.

Deepa: You had grown a lot since I saw you naked when you were a toddler. Just like your dad.

I knew what she was talking about, but I acted innocently, hoping to get details out of her.

Me: What does that mean?

Deepa: As if you don’t know. Do you think the door was ajar accidentally that night?

My dick started to go down and lose its erection. She saw me watching them fuck. Is that what prompted her to act like this?

Deepa: Don’t you have any shame, you pervert? You saw your parents having sex. You saw your mom naked. You saw her boobs, ass and pussy. Disgusting bastard, and now you dare to stand naked in front of me. I brought you up. I am like your mother. Shameless person!

I was lost. I didn’t know what to say. Deepa had a stern tone to her voice. The erotic atmosphere was changing into an intimidating one. I quickly wore my underwear and covered my limp dick.

Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about, and you asked me to get naked.

Deepa: I saw you eavesdropping into your parent’s room. When your dad came to call me, I acted to be asleep. I was the one that kept the door open for you to see. I thought you would have some shame and go away, but instead, you kept watching.

Me: I am sorry.

Deepa: Should I tell your parent’s what a sick pervert their son is?

Me: Please don’t do that. I am sorry.

Deepa: I am sure you masturbated thinking of your mother.

Me: No, I didn’t.

Deepa: Bastard, you’re lying again. Get out of my sight and start getting ready for your college. I will deal with you in the evening once you’re back.

Me: Please don’t tell my parents anything.

Deepa: That will depend on how obedient you turn out to be.

I was a bit scared. Did I screw myself up? What is Deepa going to do? Will she rat me out? How will my parents react if Deepa tells them about everything? Is she just trying to scare me? If she wanted to tell my parents, why did she seduce me?

I can’t even use ‘Deepa fucking my dad’ to back her off as it was happening in my Mom’s presence. I was very tense and didn’t know what to do. I got ready and came down for breakfast.

Deepa was there in her usual modest avatar in front of my mother. I ate very little and as I was about to leave my Mom called me.

Mom: Rahul, don’t be late today. We got to attend a wedding reception in the evening.

Me: Oh, ok.

I came out of the house and was going to start my bike. Deepa called me and told me to stop. She came close to me and began to say.

Deepa: You are not going anywhere this evening. Make sure to come up with an excuse to stay back at home. Today evening I will make you my bitch. Get lost now.

To be continued.