True sexperience with mom and daughter.
Hi, I am 36 from Chennai. It is a true experience happened recently. As I am a great fan of ISS, I like to share this with others. On that eventful day, after sending my daughter to school and dad to his work, as usual, I was sitting in my office room browsing ISS and watching sexy movies. My mom came with a file I didn’t see her till she came close to me. Immediately I disconnected the net. My mom sat on the sofa and threw the file on my table. It was a medical report of my mom from a leading hospital.“Are you not well, mom?” I asked. “Not really my son, I am physically and mentally alright, in fact even at this age of 53 I am getting my periods regularly, that may sound surprise to you, but, the doctors say it can happen to one in a million”. I kept quite my mom continued “Dear, for the past few year I didn’t have any sex with your dad, as he comes home fully drunk and almost in unconscious state. I tried to control my self, but, I could not. I am in lust and that is my problem, Can you solve it? I wanted to tell you this on many occasion, but, I didn’t have the courage. “Today, some how I told you”. Again, I kept quiet.“My son, did I ask you any thing wrong?” – tears rolled out of her eyes. “No, mom” I wiped her tears, and sat silently, as I do not know what to say. There was little smile in her face. My mom suddenly pulled her sari up showing me her pussy asked “Am I not looking good, is that the reason for your silence?” “Mom you are looking pretty good, no one will say you are 50+, you look like a lady in early 40s”. I could not take off my eyes from my mom’s hairy pussy. The grey and black hairs, with a little bulging pussy lips, even that looked sexier. As I sat on the sofa, mom hugged me, she was shivering. “Mom why are you shivering?” “This is the first time I am going to have sex with other than your dad, may be because of it”. I understood, that my mom is in full flow and I could not resist. My mom got up from the sofa and removed her sari, she was wearing only the blouse with bra inside. I watched my mom’s sexy figure. Big boobs, must be 40” with little fattish belly like typical Indian women. My mom turned to go to the bedroom. “Amazing” – I excited at the beautiful, round, fleshy, big ass. It looked like two pots kept upside down on her back she walked to the bedroom the pots were tilting and it appeared like a cat walk of a fashion show. I was astonished. She removed her blouse too. I stared at her. My mom came close to me saying “why you are not showing your manhood” and pulled down my shorts. “Nice, big black with rosy head”and took it in her hand. “It is bigger than your dad’s” “Mom dad is old”. “Even at your age of 36, he didn’t have such big rod” “Thank you mom for your compliment”. My mom started caressing the hair surrounding my dick and gently massaged the urine bag and the ball, kept my hand on her belly. I massaged her navel and moved down to caress her pussy. . As it was time for my daughter Monisha to return, my mom lay on the bed and invited. We hurriedly fucked, like a 20 – 20 match and agreed to play the ODI in the night.Both my self and mom were anxiously waiting for the night show. The wait was too long, even Monisha appeared sexy, though I hesitated not to think of her. We had a quick dinner and by 9 PM I told Monisha to go to bed so that I can play with my mom. As usual Monish lay besides me, I imagined my mom instead of Monisha, which made me excited. I put my hand on Monisha’s small breast. She turned and in that impact her skirt moved and most part of slender thighs were visible. I pressed her tits lightly, my hand was trembling. Monisha felt the difference. “Are you nervous dad?” She rolled towards me, her skirt moved further and the panties exposed. I could not hide my lust and started taking to her about sex. “Yes, dad my class mates used to tell me some stories they read and some used to tell about their mom and dad in the bed. I used to think of you, wondering how you are living without a woman for almost 10 years”. “Dear it is all for you, the step mother may not love as much as your mom, that is why I didn’t get married again” “Oh, dad, than you” Monisha hugged me. I kissed her, and put my hand on her thighs and moved up and down. I saw a difference in Monisa’s attitude as she put her left leg on my thighs. I moved my hand further and gently rubbed her ass. My bottom was bulging. Monisha was silent, I think she must be liking it. I gained more confidence and took my hand towards her front. Monisha didn’t resist. I wanted to see Monisha in nudity. I unhooked her skirt; she understood and got up from the bed. Monisha’s skirt was on the floor as she removed the top. Monisha was in her panties and bra. She was looking gorgeous in her size of 30-22-28 and that is great for a girl of 15 years. I was excited on her figure and kissed her, removed her bra and panties. The little whitish mound with a cherry on top of it. I caressed the tender nipple, while moving the other hand on her tummy. Her feminine heaven surrounded by black silky hair. I gently rubbed it. Monisha put her hand in between my thighs on top of my pyjama and pressed my manhood. I embarrassed her and massaged the back and ass. She was removing my pyjama and took my pennies. The touch of Monisha’s tender hand erected my rod further, and she moved the foreskin up and down, massaged the dick. I took Monisha to the bed. Kissed the cute cunt and massaged the lips of her pussy with my tongue. I moved up sucked her little nipple, licked the cheek and rubbed her ear with my nose. My fingers were playing with her vagina. I inserted my index finger in to her heavenly hole. “Oh..sssss,mmmm”. She was ejaculating I tasted her juice. Monisha got up from the bed and was on her haunches to kiss my rod.