"Tell me... does my son satisfy you?" he asked softly.
"Ummmm...," I purred. "When he has the time... he does..." I replied with half open eyes.
"Does he give you the time?" he asked.
"Sadly... Not anymore... not as much as I want him to," I complained.
"Foolish man... wasting the best years of his life and a gorgeous woman like you," he said with contempt.
"When was the last time he fucked you?" he asked me, leaning closer. What he asked, how he asked and the word he used turned me on even more. I had never heard him speak like this before. He was always stern but cultured and a man of few words, but right now, he appeared to me as someone else.
"I don't know... maybe over a month ago," I replied as I felt his breath on face.
He chuckled and nodded before saying, "A fine woman like you needs to be fucked every day and to her satisfaction or else can go astray. Good thing is, I am right here to do what he is supposed to," he said, clutching the hair at the back of my head.
His assertiveness, his manliness and his words were an absolute turn on. I wanted him to ravage me then and there.
We kept staring into each other's eyes for a couple of seconds before he closed in and put his lips on mine. My lips quickly locked onto his and into a tight kiss, which lasted several seconds.
He let go of me and sat back on the sofa. He took a sip of his drink and commanded, "Continue your massage."
I lifted his lungi and flipped it over his knees. Taking a palm full of moisturizer, I rubbed my hands and then slid them under his lungi. I massaged his thighs in long strokes and with each long stroke, my hands got closer and closer to his cock. In just a few strokes, my hands were fondling his balls. Baba closed his eyes and threw his head back as my soft, warm hands massaged his balls under the lungi. I pushed his lungi further up his thighs and flipped it back onto his abdomen.
"Oh wow!" I blurted out the moment his cock sprang out from under the lungi.
"I gather you like it," he said with a chuckle.
"Hmmmm..." I said dreamily as I licked my lips.
To say that his cock was impressive would be an understatement. It was 'fucking impressive'! It was maybe a couple of inches longer than Rahul's tool, but it was definitely twice as thick, if not more. I had gauged its size the first time I had touched it, but it was even awe-inspiring on sight. It was standing upright before it leaned back on his abdomen.
A pair of large, cum filled balls at the base, gave way to a girthy, veiny shaft. His shaft was not just thick, it was stiff and strong. The skin was chocolate brown but, surprisingly, wrinkle free and smooth. The cockhead was like a ripe mushroom, appearing like a crown on top of the shaft. It was purplish pink in colour, and its foreskin had slid back just a little.
Without hesitation, I cupped his balls with my moisturizer coated hand and fondled them. I felt their size, their heft. They felt like two dense, heavy marbles. My other hand slid up his shaft, and my fingers wrapped themselves around it. It was so thick that a third of the circumference was out of my fingers' reach.
I pulled the foreskin gently, exposing the soft cockhead. My nostrils immediately registered the strong, musky scent of his phallus, which made me feel a little giddy with arousal. I slowly stroked his cock a few times, and it twitched in my hand.
I took the moisturiser bottle and turned it upside down above his cock, allowing the cream to fall freely on it. I spread the moisturiser on his shaft with my hand, coating every inch of his meat with the cream and then wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking it. The tip of my index finger slid over the tip of the cock regularly, spreading the oozing precum over it. My other hand got busy playing with his balls.
He sat up even as my hands were busy with his cock. He slid his hands inside my robe and squeezed my tits one after another. I opened the fabric belt at my waist, and he pushed the robe off my shoulders before I wriggled my arms out of it. We again got busy with each other.
My stroking and his mauling seemed to be of the same intensity. He would squeeze my tits harder if I stroked him faster, and he would be gentle when I slowed down.
"I gather you like them," I said with a giggle.
"Absolutely," he replied and gave both my tits a firm squeeze with his hands.
We continued with our stroking and mauling for a few minutes. All this time, my eyes were glued on his cock. With every stroke, the one eyed monster spewed thick drops of precum which I spread over the head with my fingers while expertly giving him a hand job. But I couldn't resist the temptation for long. My urge to taste his cock was overpowering.
I opened my mouth wide and then closed it around his cock head. My tongue swirled around it, and I sucked on it with my puckered lips. I heard him gasp, which encouraged me to continue. I tightened my lips and pulled in my cheeks and slid my mouth down his shaft.
"Aaaa haaa..." he groaned in satisfaction as my tight mouth took in inch after inch of his cock, simulating a vaginal penetration. I continued taking in more and more of his cock. Just a couple of inches short of the base, his cock head hit the back of my throat, and I stopped. I was used to deep throating my husband, but deep throating Baba's cock was completely different because he was thicker and a little longer than Rahul. Even so, I was impressed by how much of him I had taken in. I bobbed my head a few times before pulling back with a loud gasp.
I sat back, gasping, looking at him for approval. Some of my saliva dripped down and off his cock, which was covered in a thick sheen. His stiff, twitching cock and lust filled gaze were enough for me to continue.
With two fingers, I gently pulled his cock towards me. I wrapped my lips around his cock head and started bobbing my head back and forth gently. I looked up at him and met his gaze. He was looking down at me, and I had never seen his eyes so full of lust. We maintained eye contact throughout as I sucked his cock eagerly.
"Aaah... I'm glad I chose the right woman for my son," he said with a groan.
"Hmpf hmph..." I chuckled with his cock still in my mouth. I had never received a compliment from Baba before, especially about being a good wife. After more than a decade of being his daughter-in-law, bearing him a grandson and being a good wife and daughter-in-law, the first compliment I got from him was when I was on my knees with my tits out, sucking his cock.
"You are a good wife and a good mother. I have seen it myself, but now you have also proved that you are a good lover, and that makes you the perfect woman," he said, as if reading my mind.
It was the first genuine compliment I had received from Baba, but I never expected it in a situation like this. A woman shouldn't have sexual relations with her father-in-law or any other man for that matter. This was wrong, taboo, unacceptable, but I don't know why it felt so right at the moment. His words were honest, and I truly felt happy, and I sucked his cock eagerly to please him.
I had a deep urge to kiss him at that moment. I let go of his cock and tilted my head towards him. He leaned forward and kissed me. It was a deep, intense kiss where our lips clashed and tongues danced. It was truly a lover's kiss. As soon as we broke the kiss, I went back to hungrily sucking his cock.
"When did you get naughty thoughts about me, Baba?" I asked as I popped his cock out of my mouth.
"Do you remember we visited you two years ago, and we had been to Goyal's wedding reception?" he replied.
"The blue saree I was wearing?" I asked.
"Correct," he replied with a grin.
I wore a cyan blue saree with golden embroidery that night. That saree accentuated my curves perfectly. I remember how much attention I got at the wedding. Rahul couldn't keep his eyes and his hands off me, and he had fucked me hard that night after we returned home. I know I had titillated a lot of men, but I wasn't aware that Baba was one of them.
"And you?" he asked.
"Last week... hundred pushups," I said curtly because I was too engrossed in sucking his cock. I licked his shaft along its length and its sides, sucked and nuzzled his balls and smacked my lips, relishing his salty and musky taste. "I never knew you possessed such a great body Baba. I am captivated," I said, running my hands over his flat abdomen and hairy chest.
"Hmmmm... I'm glad I stayed back that morning," he said with a sigh. That morning, when we both stayed back in the house instead of going to the temple with everyone, had led to this moment, and neither of us seemed to regret this taboo dalliance.
"Me too..." I whispered before leaning forward, planting soft kisses on his lower abdomen, making my way up to his stomach before kissing my way down to resume sucking his cock.
"You don't know how tough it was to control myself when you were bathing me after the workout," he confessed.
"I know... I noticed your bulging cock straining to pop out of the langote," I replied with a giggle.
"I was so aroused at that moment, Baba, I am not sure I would have stopped you if you had taken a chance," I also confessed, taking intermittent breaks from sucking his cock
"Haha... I knew it... I noticed your hardened nipples poking through the gown," he said.
I smiled back shyly and kept myself busy with his cock. I sucked his cock vigorously for the next few minutes. No words were exchanged, and the room was filled with sounds of my smacking lips, slobbering mouth and his moans and groans.
"Wait wait wait..." he said suddenly and pushed me back.
"Don't tell me you're going to cum so soon Baba?"
"No, Shalu... I'm just getting started. But I want to fuck your mouth," he said as he stood up. The moment he stood up, we realised there was a problem. As he was significantly taller than me, his cock almost touched my head when he stood up, and now he couldn't fuck my mouth.
"Haahaha... what now, Baba?" I teased him.
He looked around for a few seconds and then walked to the dressing table. He picked up the small stool in front of the table and carried it back.
"Sit on this," he gestured to me. I complied. He then placed his feet next to my closed legs and stood facing me. Now his cock was perfectly level with my mouth.
"Wow, Baba... you're really smart," I said.
"Open your mouth," he commanded, and I obliged with an open mouth and a spread out tongue. The moment he placed his cock on my tongue, I pulled it on and closed my mouth around his cock.
He held my head and, moving his hips back and forth, fucked my mouth. At first, only the head and an inch more; then a couple of more inches after a few strokes. After a dozen or so strokes, I was already taking more than half of his cock easily. He kept pushing until his cock hit the back of my throat and I gagged. He stopped and was about to pull back when I stopped him. I grabbed his butt with my hands and pulled him in. I struggled at first, but I mustered on. After a few more tries, I managed to take it all in. I parted his thick bush with my fingers to see if there was any more left but found none.
"Incredible!" he groaned as he looked down at me. I pulled back with an audible gasp and looked at him with a proud smile. My chest heaved as I took deep breaths.
"Aai doesn't suck your cock?" I asked as I caught my breath.
"She did occasionally, but that stopped years ago, and she didn't do it nearly as well as you," he said as he stepped up to penetrate my mouth again.
"She doesn't know what she is missing out on," I commented before opening my mouth.
I took him back inside my mouth. He grabbed my hair in a tight grip and started fucking my mouth. He slid his cock all the way in smoothly and held it for a few seconds before pulling back an inch and slamming it back in. By now my mouth had adjusted to his size, and I experienced no discomfort, and that encouraged him to fuck my mouth harder.
He kept his cock buried deep inside my mouth, only pulling back an inch for every stroke. He pounded my mouth, and I took it all without hesitation. Occasionally I would stop him and suck his cock the way I wanted to; kissing it, licking it, sucking his balls, stroking it before his impatience would take over and he would deep throat me. I blew him eagerly, and after several minutes he stopped and stepped back.
"Bend your knees," I ordered him as I pulled him back closer. He obliged, and his cock came down my chest. I pulled him closer and placed his upturned cock between my tits before I pressed them together, making his cock fit snuggly between them. He didn't need to be told what to do next, and he started moving his hips, fucking my tits.
"This is new...," he said as he ploughed his cock through my cleavage. He held my shoulders and slammed his cock up and down.
The bottle of moisturizer lying on the floor caught my eye, and I stopped him, picked up the bottle and handed it to him. I again took his cock between my tits, and he promptly poured the contents of the bottle between them. His pistoning cock quickly spread the precum mixed moisturizer in my cleavage, allowing him to slide in and out smoothly.
"Ohhhh... this feels so good... just like a pussy..." he groaned as he thrust his cock rapidly. He took the initiative, squeezing my tits tightly together, giving his cock the desired tightness.
His long cock slid smoothly between my tits, and his bulbous cockhead popped out from the top with each upward stroke. I simply tilted my head down and opened my mouth, allowing him to slide his cock inside, making him chuckle in delight.
I didn't keep my hands unoccupied. My left hand quickly got busy fondling his balls while I placed my right hand on his back, keeping him close.
He fucked my tits vigorously for a few minutes before he abruptly pulled back and pointed his throbbing cock at my mouth. He stuffed his cock inside my eager mouth and started deep throating me again. The room was filled with the sounds of my gagging throat and his low guttural moans. The vigorous tit fucking, and the zealous deep throating had given me a fair idea of how hard I would get fucked in a short while. And the unusually long blowjob had proven how long he could last.
He finally let go of me, and I literally lost my footing and fell down on the floor. His mighty cock, drenched in my saliva, was still stiff as a flagpole, pointing straight at me. I was impressed how this sixty year old man had maintained such a strong erection for so long, something even his son could not do. I wanted to suck it even more, but I was aching for relief. He gauged my urge correctly and pulled me into an embrace. We kissed deeply, exchanging our fluids even as he pawed my soft, supple butt with his large, muscular hands.
He broke the kiss and turned me around before pushing me down on the couch. He quickly sat down in front of me and pushed my legs apart.
"You always keep it like this?" he asked, referring to my clean shaven cunt.
"Yes... Rahul and I both prefer it," I replied.
"Hmmm... I have never seen a hairless one before," he said as he gently ran his finger along my slit.
"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised.
"Yeaah... it was never a thing back in our day," he said as he closely inspected my smooth crotch.
"To think of it... you're literally bald below your eyebrows," he added, shaking his head.
"Hahahahaha..." I laughed heartily. It was true. I never had a lot of body hair in the first place, but now there wasn't a single hair below my eyebrows. I regularly waxed my arms and legs and shaved my pussy every week.
"Well... here I am..." I said giggling. I placed my hand on his head and slowly pulled him closer to my pussy.
He dragged his middle finger along the length of my cunt, my juices coating its tip before bringing his finger closer to his face and sniffing it. He then took a deep breath, inhaling the aroma before putting his finger inside his mouth and licking it. It felt like he was trying a new dish for the first time. It was arousing and amusing at the same time.
"Have you ever licked a pussy before, Baba?" I asked curiously.
He nodded a no. "Sex itself was so taboo back in the day, let alone oral sex. We never knew it, never tried it. But right now, I regret being so ignorant," he said as he placed gentle kisses on my inner thighs.
He slowly kissed and licked my inner thighs, slowly inching towards my pussy. I was splayed out on the couch, watching and waiting in anticipation. Every gentle kiss was giving me goosebumps.
He parted my nether lips with his right hand, exposing the swollen hood of my clit before placing his left thumb on it. He applied just the right amount of pressure with his thumb and looked up to gauge my reaction. My half closed eyes and slightly open mouth left no doubt.
He slowly rubbed my inner vulva with his right index finger even as he kept wriggling his thumb on my clit. This old man might have never licked a pussy, but he definitely knew how to work one. In just a few seconds he had me wet, sloppy and leaking. By now I was sighing and cooing.
He brought his right hand up to my lips and put two of his fingers inside my mouth. I licked them and got them wet and slippery with a coat of my saliva. He then gently pushed those two fingers inside my pussy, making me exhale a loud moan.
He turned his hand upside down and pulled back his fingers like a hook inside me. And then slowly dragged them along my inner walls till he hit the sweet spot.
"Haaaaa... Babaaaaa..." I wailed as his fingers touched my g-spot. I raised my butt as an electric shock passed through my body.
He then placed his left palm on my lower abdomen, right on my pubic mound, and pushed down while his fingers tapped and caressed my spot from inside. The pressure on the walls from above was perfect, and I moaned in surprise and delight. This was something new for me and it triggered an instant orgasm.
The left hand pressing down on my pubic mound, the left thumb working my clit and the two fingers inside had me thrashing around like a fish out of water in no time. I wailed, moaned and groaned as the orgasmic wave grew and grew. I looked down at him and saw an absolute calm expression on his face; he knew exactly what he was doing.
"Baba... Babaa... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cumm..." I cried out as my butt lifted up.
Just a few moments later, my body stiffened, my back arched, and I threw my head back as an unbelievable orgasm hit me with full force.
"Uuuurrrrghhhhhh...," I groaned as the tsunami of pleasure crashed into me. My body thrashed around as I came hard, his hands holding me in place like an anchor. I couldn't believe he had me cumming in a minute. I had never cum so quickly before.
It took longer than usual for me to recover from the orgasm. When I opened my eyes, Baba was sitting at my feet, looking at me, waiting for me to recover. I was still speechless from the phenomenon I had just experienced, but before I could say anything, he got between my feet and threw my legs over his shoulders. He grabbed my thighs with both hands and then leaned into my pussy.
"Aaaahhhh..." I moaned as I felt his flat tongue on my pussy. I grabbed his head instinctively and pulled him in.
He had me moaning and trembling in no time. His tongue licked my clit incessantly while his hands got busy squeezing my boobs. His fingers pinched and twisted my nipples, and he inserted his tongue inside my vagina while his nose rubbed against my clit. He tongue fucked me and I felt his long tongue wriggling and moving deep inside.
"Babaaa... I'm cumming... yeaaahh... don't stop..." I moaned, clutching his thick hair with my hands, provoking him to lick faster.
This time again, the orgasm was as intense, if not more, than the first. My body bucked and thrashed wildly as I came from the second orgasm in quick succession. Baba held down my body with his hands or else I would have fallen down from the sofa. Baba looked up at me. His face was smeared with my juices and his moustache glistened.