After I cleaned up my son's cum from my hair with shampoo and returned to the bridal suite, Jo grabbed me tightly in his arms.
"Mom, you are the best fuck ever."
"Same stands for you too, son. I have never experienced so much pleasure before."
I was totally honest. We kept cuddling each other, and expectedly, within a few minutes, Joy got hard. I was amazed by his stamina. He grabbed my head and shoved his cock in my mouth.
"Oh, mom, I feel like keeping my cock in your hot mouth all the time. You are such an excellent cocksucker."
I stopped sucking and replied, "My cunt ass and mouth are yours now. Whenever you want, they are ready to accommodate you. Now let me get you real hard."
The magic of my mouth got him throbbing hard within fifteen minutes. His verbal appreciation during the sucking encouraged me further to take his cock deep in my throat. When I released his saliva-coated dick from the confines of my mouth, I was really pleased to watch its glory.
I wanted it in my pussy and told him so. "Come on, son, now fuck your mother's cunt for as long as you want. This time either you will fill my cunt or my mouth with your cum. I don't like your juice being wasted in the air or elsewhere."
"As you command, mom."
We took the classic missionary position with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist. We made long slow love, and I enjoyed each of his thrusts in my juicy pussy. Eventually, we both climaxed together. He sprayed a huge load of cum in my pussy and slumped upon me.
I grabbed him real tight, and we both fell into a deeply satisfying slumber with his cock embedded deep in my pussy. What a wedding night!
The next day was electrifying, with us hurrying through meals to give each other more time to fuck each other. Joy was an insatiable beast during the first fuck of the day. After breakfast, he carried me to the kitchen. Laying me on the slab, parted my legs open to shove his eager dick inside my pussy.
While gently moving his cock in and out of my pussy he spoke, " Mom, when dad will be back this weekend, I will miss fucking you like this."
"Me too," I replied, "You are giving your mother the best time in her life."
"If only there was a way that dad would accept the situation and agree to a threesome with you."
My mouth opened wide "What the fuck, Joy, would you really enjoy that?"
"Yes, mom, why not? We can be the happiest family in the world. Just think my cock in your pussy and dad's cock in your mouth. You would also be delighted to have two cocks serving you at the same time."
"Come on, Joy, let's not imagine too much. But if your dad does get convinced, I don't have any objections. The question is, how do you convince him?"
"Well, let me think of an idea. But till he is back, let me fuck you all the time, all over the house."
"Anytime anywhere you want to have me. I am all yours, son. Now fuck your mom real hard."
Between fucks of the highest order, I could catch up with Vineeta and narrate my wedding night experience with my son. She expressed a genuine thrill to hear it. I told her about Joy's desire to share me with his dad. She conveyed that even her son Rick was also into the idea quite strongly.
She agreed that it would be the most convenient idea to keep things in the family. I asked her how I can even bring up the matter with my hubby. He suggested that I speak with him about the kind of porn he watches when out of town.
If he is into the 'screw my wife' or 'watch my wife' genre, things can be worked out. Vineeta spoke in a naughty tone.
"You know, with Rick's dad not around, we are fucking like rabbits. These young men have so much appetite for sex. And I am surprised Sonali that even after being pounded by his heavy tool for almost all day and night, my pussy is aching for more. As if I have become a horny teenager again."
"Same here, Vineeta, maybe that it is my son fucking me adding to the thrill."
"So, no guilt feelings?"
"I am rather glad that I followed your footsteps."
"So keep fucking your son, and any guilt emotions from your son?"
"He says he is proud to be a motherfucker. Now here he comes again, you know this time he wants to do me over the washing machine."
"Oh, that's a good idea. Maybe I should also try it with Rick."
"Happy fucking, Vineeta."
"Yeah fuck on you, beta-chod."
The words beta chod were like honey to my ears. Joy was down with his pants with his dangling spear right in front of my hungry mouth. I can't describe how good it felt to have my mouth stuffed by my son's juicy tool without any prelude and without any routine and in all places over the house.
Yes, we did take a long drive and found a suitable desolate place on the way with lots of foliage and trees and parked the car. What a tremendous fuck we had in the open. My son pounding my pussy from behind in doggy style with my arms on the car boot for support, with my jeans and panties down.
As per my wish, he came bellowing like an ox right in my mouth. I was only happy to swallow his tasty load. If I keep on describing the countless fuck sessions, it will fill up volumes that can fill up an entire library.
While fucking me, my son was conditioning me mentally for his desire to be fulfilled. His dream of having a threesome with his dad with me. He roleplayed my husband and made me utter lines that I would fuck my son. he would call me the way his dad calls me –"Soni."
The lines would go like this.
"Ah, Soni, you suck my cock so well. I sometimes wonder how it would be to see you with another man, maybe a young man."
"How young?"
"Say 21."
"Oh Suvendu(hubby's name), that would be Joy's age. You want to see me with a man of the age of my son."
"Oh yes, on second thoughts, why don't you have sex with our son?"
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Oh, come on, Soni, I am sure he won't object. I have seen the way he looks at you. I am sure he would enjoy fucking you, and so would you."
This roleplay excited Joy tremendously, and I also got tremendous sexual kicks. In fact, I had started to fantasize about my husband and son pounding me in my mouth and cunt, and ass in unison. And spraying my face and mouth together with their man mayonnaise.
We spent the remaining days and nights fucking whenever we wanted to. We left no corner of the house unexplored. We also visited the movies, and I was happy to blow him there and in the car on our return drive. Thankfully I had to get my tubes tied up years ago.
Otherwise, my son's amount and the number of times had sprayed his hot man juice inside my pussy I would have definitely been knocked up with his baby. Swallowing his copious loads had also started having an effect on my skin. It had turned a few shades radiant than before.
Thanks, Vineeta, for pointing out the benefits of man sperm being deposited in the stomach through the mouth.
Suvendu was scheduled to arrive by the afternoon flight from Germany at around 4 pm. Mom and son started off early in the morning so that we could fuck till lunchtime and proceed to pick him up. While he fervently fucked me on the drawing-room sofa, my son spoke.
"Ah, mom, tonight instead of my cock, it will be dad's cock inside you. He has been abroad for three weeks now. I am sure he will literally pounce upon you."
"Won't you feel jealous?"
"Absolutely not mom, the first rights to your pussy is dads. My only wish is that we can convince him to let me join you guys if by some clever scheme. Dad's experience and my youth. Oh, mom, you would be the best fucked lady on this planet."
We fucked thrice till lunchtime and in between found Suvendu's message that his flight is on time. Joy told me to wear a sexy saree. He finished up the hidden cameras in the bedroom so that he could watch my husband and me in action live
Then another message came from Suvendu that we should not worry about picking him up. A car was being provided by his company, and he was eager for me. We used the word eager as a euphemism for horny.
"Joy, your dad is horny, and I think he will pounce on me the moment he arrives."
"Mom, do me a favor. I will remain locked up in my room, watching the live footage. You tell dad I am out for practice."
After three solid fucks from my son, I found myself awaiting my husband to fuck me silly. What a sublime slut I have become – the more, the merrier. It was 2 pm. We had two hours in hand, and Joy was viewing me with lusty eyes.
"Why are you looking at me in that way, son?"
"Mom, you are looking so damn hot in that saree. You are getting me damn hard."
"Really beta? So what do you suggest?"
"Mom, let me be the mother chod again. This time don't disrobe. Remain in that saree. Let's do it in the bedroom. Your lipstick shade is so alluring I feel like having your lips around my cock for some warm-up."
I was only too happy to oblige. He sat on the sofa with his shaft out. I sucked him gently and deeply for a good fifteen minutes. After that, he carried me in his arms to the bedroom. Lifting my saree, carefully revealed my thrice fucked pussy and shoved his throbbing dick inside.
He fucked me in a standing position gently for a good twenty minutes and told me to go doggy position. He plunged inside me with newfound energy, and this time fucked me with tremendous speed. He yelled out the approaching climax that he wanted to deposit his man load down my deep throat.
Like a seasoned porn star, I shifted dexterously to the edge of the bed, gobbling his pussy juice smeared tool deep in my mouth. To avoid any minor stains on my saree and blouse, I made him cum inside my mouth. I expertly swallowed all his load, right to the last tiny droplet.
When he was satisfied, I commented, "You have fucked me four times today and cum like a horse all four times. Do you really find me so hot?"
"Mom, you are the hottest lady on this planet. I feel like fucking you 24*7 if I could with my cock either in your pussy mouth or ass."
"Now proceed as planned. Your dad will be home soon."