Mazhabi Erotica - My Swinging Parents - Part 2
interfaith, incest, cum swallowing, group sex, cuckold, swinging, blowjob, cheating, voyeurism, wife sharing,
Part of "The Bindaaspur Chronicles - a Mazhabi Erotica Series"
Disclaimer: BE WARNED - this is an interfaith sex story that might just have something to offend anyone and everyone.
If you are offended, keep two things in mind:
First, none of this is real. These are all fictitious characters and situations. Nobody is actually getting hurt or degraded.
Secondly, it's meant to entertain so lighten up.
This is an extreme hardcore, rough-sex erotica. This story involves sexual domination, humiliation and degradation of women (and men) of a particular religion. Do not read this story if such theme makes you uncomfortable.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN PERIL.
I continued to watch for a few minutes while my ammi Shabnam and Vikram uncle (whom I will refer to simply as Vikram from now on… he’s my mother’s new interfaith lover and I don’t feel comfortable calling him uncle anymore) continued to make out in the master bed.
After about 3 or 4 minutes my ammi sensually put her finger to Vikram’s lips and said “I’ll be right back jaanu, I have to go and pee” and he slapped her fat gaand as she bent down and put on her lacy black panties slowly.
“hurry up” said Vikram.
“I will jaan” she replied as she walked into Vikram and Priya’s master bathroom (I will refer to Vikram’s wife simply as Priya from now on… for obvious reasons).
I had been spending so much time thinking about them that I had forgotten about my dad Waseem and Vikram’s wife Priya. What were they up to?
I decided to briefly retreat down the stairs and tip toed towards the guest bedroom(where Priya and my dad had retired for the night). I crept up to the room and noticed the door was closed but the lights were clearly on(dimly) inside. I pressed my ear to the door and heard giggling and slurping/kissing sounds. I quickly tried to think of how I could see what was going on in there, so I took a deep breath and opened the door.
The lights were on but fairly dim, and Priya was slowly and sensually riding my abbu in a sitting up position, both of them were naked with their clothes flung onto the floor. I was happy to see these two interfaith lovers were finally having fun, and that my abbus katwa sunnati loda had indeed penetrated a Sanskari fuddi - now we were even. But in any case, I wanted to quickly check up on my ammi and Vikram again before I ran back to my room so I quickly snuck back up the stairs.
Shabnam and Vikram either didn’t care or didn’t think anyone was coming up because the door was now wide open, although the lights were off. Still, the master bedroom television was on loudly and I heard a late night cricket broadcast on. I tip toed slowly, disappointed and thinking they had finished whatever they were gonna do for the night.
The first thing I saw was Vikram relaxing back in his bed, wearing his t-shirt but nude from the waist down watching the TV. My ammi Shabnam was wearing what she had gone into the bathroom with, her lacy black panties, and once AGAIN Vikram had his hands wrapped around her hair as he pushed her face down onto his lund as she sucked his lund passionately, letting out the occasional and feminine “mmmmffhhhh…”.
Vikram’s one hand was aggressively pushing my moms head down but his other began to wander down her back and soon he was running his fingers up and down between her gaand crack. “mmmhhh, ohhh that feels good” my ammi whispered as she continued to blow him.
“DON’T TALK....JUST...SUCK...MY LUND!” Vikram stammered slowly. Vikram finally looked uninterested in the television as he licked his hand, slid it under her panties and began to aggressively rub up and down my moms ass crack,