Aastha Family Reunion - Pt 4 (Meeting Mom)
As Nisha’s (my sister’s) holiday arrived, she, me, and my 3 kids went to Delhi to finally meet my mom. Nisha had not told mom that she had found me in Udaipur and was living with me. She wanted to give her a surprise. As we reached mom’s place, I took out money from my wallet to pay the driver but he refused. “It is ok. You don’t have to pay for the ride”, said the cab driver. “Why?”, I asked, confused. “Didi, let it be”, said Nisha. “Why doesn’t he want money?”, I asked. “You will see soon”, she remarked. I took out our luggage from the car’s trunk and walked towards the gate, holding the hand of my eldest. As I was about to ring the bell, Nisha stopped me. “No need”, she said, “the door is open. The door is always open here.” I looked at her weirdly. “Why is it always open?”, I asked. “Aren’t you afraid of thieves!” “You will see!”, she remarked again, chuckling. Holding my youngest in her one arm and my daughter’s hand in another, Nisha walked in with me following her. We entered the house, a strong smell of cum reached my nose. A little girl came running out of one room and flung herself onto Nisha cheerfully. “Didi, this is Nidhi, one of our sisters”, Nisha said. “And Nidhi, this is our eldest sister, Aastha didi. You have seen her pictures in mom’s room.” Very shyly, Nidhi said hello. “Is she one of those 8?”, I asked. “Yes”, replied Nisha. I knelt down and hugged Nidhi tightly. I gave her smooches while she stood idly. “This is how Nisha didi greets us”, Nidhi said. “I am the one who taught her that”, I replied, chuckling. “Where is everyone?”, I asked. “Rest of my brothers and sisters are in the room and mom is in the kitchen, cooking and working”, answered Nidhi. “Mom, I am here”, shouted Nisha. “Oh yes… I am coming… I am coming”, mom shouted from the kitchen. A few minutes later, slightly bent forward and walking abruptly with her legs spread wide, came my completely naked mom. She was less walking and more like being pushed forward by the naked teenage boy who had his cock inside mom’s pussy and was continuously fucking her as she walked out of the kitchen. As she looked up, tears rolled down her eyes. She didn’t know that I was there. “Aastha” she exclaimed softly. She tried to run towards me but the boy grabbed her hair and pulled her back when his dick popped out of her pussy. “Be still, whore”, the boy exclaimed angrily, putting his cock back in. “But my daughter. I have not seen her in the last 9 years. Please stop fucking me for a minute and let me greet my daughter”, mom requested. “I paid for 2 rounds of fucking. I don’t care if it is 9 years or 90, I am not pulling out until I cum inside you”, said the boy sternly. Mom stood still near the dining table as the boy continued to nail her pussy. I walked over to her and she took me in her arms. “Aastha… ah… ah… my child… ah… ah.. my beautiful child… ah”, she cried and moaned together. “I am sorry, beta. Ah… ah… oh… oh… I am sorry that I let that bastard disown you… ah… ah… I… ah.” “It’s ok mom… Nisha has told me everything… It wasn’t your fault”, I said and kissed her. “I missed you mom… but now I am here.” Mom requested the boy to let her go down on her knees and greet her grandchildren who were in the other room now. The boy allowed it. I told my kids to greet their Nani. As my mom greeted my kids, I went inside the room to meet my new little brothers and sisters. Out of 8, mom had 5 girls and 3 boys. After meeting them, I came out into the living room again. There, I saw my cab driver sitting on the sofa and rubbing his dick over his pants. “You didn’t leave”, I asked the driver. “I needed my payment”, he replied. “I tried to give you money but you refused”, I said sharply. “People don’t take money from us, didi. They fuck mom instead”, said Nisha. “Ah… ah.. You have to wait. He has paid me for 2 rounds of sex and he is still in round 1”, said mom, pointing at the boy fucking her. “Bhai, can you wait for a while. I am in a hurry”, said the cab driver. “No”, replied the boy sternly. “I gave her daughters’ ride here. I want to fuck their mother now”, the driver said angrily. The things were about to get heated but I intervened. I asked the cab driver to wait outside while I worked things out. He stepped out and sat in his car. I walked after him and sat on the back seat of his cab. “Come, take your payment”, I said to the driver. “Madamji, I told you. I do not want money. No one takes money from this house. We all need one thing”, he replied firmly. “I am here to give you that”, I said. He looked behind and I pulled my skirt up. I wasn’t wearing my panty. My shaved pussy was before his eyes. He jumped onto the back seat. I laid down and he came over me. He was in a hurry, hence he didn’t go for the foreplay. He pushed his cock inside and started thumping my pussy hard. “Aaaaaahhhhhhh..”, I started moaning. But before I could get fully hot, he came inside me. He only fucked me for 5 minutes and left. He got his payment but I was left unsatisfied and my pussy was itching. I returned to the house. My mom still on her knees. The boy was still fucking her hard. He held her hair tight and was thumping her hard. Her 38J boobs were moving back and forth very fast. She was moaning loudly. “How long has he been fucking you?”, I asked. “30 minutes”, answered the boy happily. “I took viagra before coming here.” After 10 more minutes, he finished inside mom. Mom got up and went into the kitchen to prepare lunch. The boy laid on the sofa and rubbed his dick, that was still erect. Nisha and I went into the room, where the rest of my new and little siblings were. “Does this happens every day?”, I asked Nisha.