Dear friends,

In keeping with my promise, I am back with further promiscuous escapades, which I had with beautiful mature women, harking from well off backgrounds. The matter of the present narration is not far from fact. Only I have modified the exact identity of my respected lady partner, in pursuance of obvious reasons, and upon the oath I have entered into, with the lady concerned.

As we saw in the previous episode titled Salim’s maa, and having heard the erotic statement from Salim about his respected maa’s sexual activities with his first cousin, I could barely disguise my eagerness to meet with the lady. On June 27, the red-letter day came, and I met with Salim’s parents. Salim’s cousin brother was also present there, whom Salim had found secretly fucking his respected mom. Salim had taken matters in his hand and clobbered his cousin brutally, thereby landing him in a situation where he had to present himself in front of me. Salim’s father, unaware of the incest relationship of his dear wife with the innocent timid boy at home, introduced himself and his wife to me. In my heart of hearts, I had been in mute euphoria to meet with the well-fucked and promiscuous maa.

On meeting her for the first time I observed, she emanated the nubile ambience and poise of a decent, disciplined, and up class woman. She seated herself carefully and ladylike, next to her husband.

I opened the conversation with the middle-aged couple by inquiring about their well being. The gentleman was a short paunchy fat man in his early fifties. It was apparent that to sustain his sexual prowess with a tall full-blooded buxom woman like Salim’s maa was asking too much physically from him. He had a receding hairline and a crowning pate, which shone, on top of his groomed head. By his looks, I could make out that he must have been holding a responsible position in some important organization. Salim’s maa was tall, beautiful, cherubic and smiling all the time and seemed to be slightly nervous on been summoned to my chamber.

After preliminary introduction, I cautiously inquired Salim's maa about the reason of her son’s action. She was a wise, well-versed lady, and knew how to bear herself in front of my power and position.

The lady started to plead with me for pardoning her son. I was taken aback to see the maaly woman grovel in front of me. To pacify the situation thus arising, I assured her to be lenient with her son.

I guessed that she surely had woven some intricate yarn to her husband about the reason of Salim’s conduct with the other boy. It was apparent that the husband was not aware of the relationship, which his wife had developed with his chodu nephew boy. It was nice to see that the gentleman seemed to be having a great deal of respect for his wife as he always called her by the prefixes and suffixes of "aap and ji". This even made matters spicier for me. As I have observed through experience, that to fuck a beautiful dignified sexually starved maa respected by the people around her, and who are unaware of her juicy promiscuous tendencies, is an experience worth cherishing.

Seeing her, I had made up my mind that I had to inject and implant my milky white penile seed in her maaly belly via all her holes. She had a beautiful figure and being tall, her buxom body rippled and oozed of raw sex, beneath her dress. Her beautiful face was luminescent like a full moon, which I felt like caressing and holding in my palms. She had a long supple neck cascading down to succulent apple shaped breasts, which enticed me tremendously. Salim had suckled upon the same breasts, which I planned to knead and possess. Her belly was narrow with a navel like a miniature cunt, followed by flaring maa hips beneath. I knew that somewhere between her plump thighs and wide hips, hiding within her dress, was the fucked maa cunt, which had brought Salim into this world and now which was the destination I wanted to arrive at aristocratically. Knowing about her sexual appetite, I felt like husbanding her and do all the immoral acts which a young man like me, and an experienced yet docile, well-fucked maa of a teenage boy, together can enact.

Friends, I believe that we all somewhere sometime do behave like a sex starved slave. Remember every woman is naked beneath her dress. The woman was charming and endowed with an equally beautiful and voluptuous figure to match. She was wearing a soft chiffon saree and blouse. Her breasts were oozing out from the tight constricted cloth restraining her baby suckled maaly breasts. The dress accentuated the figure of the chudasi maa and made the adrenaline within me run amok with enhanced fervor and gusto. Having maaed a son, her soft belly was slightly bulging in the lower middle portion, and peeking out from the slit in her flowing attire. The upper belly was narrow and the lower was wide curving inside, vanishing between her healthy thighs.

The woman came to my office alone the next day. Seating her comfortably, I told her that I would close the case if only she divulged the whole truth. With a smile, I added, that now she could divulge her hole secrets to me, as her husband was not present. She tried to elude my query. I then told her, that Salim had told me all about her activities with the other boy. In shock, the lady looked down in shame. All her poised arrogance vanished immediately. She kept silent and sat with downcast eyes, looking towards the floor, holding her hands together. I felt a pang of pity for the lady. I really wanted to see to it that I could be of some help sexually to this unsatisfied beautiful buxom maa.

I told her "I would like to be lenient with your son’s case. In my opinion there is nothing wrong in what a beautiful woman like her had been forced to do." I further added, " I know your physical needs are not satiated through the institution of marriage alone and thus anybody, blessed with a high libido, like her, will do what you have done". I cautioned and advised her though, that in future she should be more careful while getting herself sexually serviced, so that her son may not be able to pry upon her. She shook her head in docile agreement and submissive surrender.

Having finished advising her, I made her fill some forms and told her not to worry about her son, as I had not passed any harsh sentence against him. The maa was happy and profusely thanked me. At that moment, I noticed something in her beguiling innocent looks, which told me that she was sexually evaluating me.

To my surprise, the next day she came to my office again and invited me to visit her the very same evening She was hosting a party at home, and that it was the birthday of her son. She told me that she would be much obliged if I would grace her supplication with my presence. I saw no harm in socializing a bit with the tall wide hipped buxom maa of a single child.

At 8 o’clock, I reached her big beautiful home. It was a double storied structure with all the architectonic treatments and embellishments of an ornate opulent structure. The lady was waiting at the door and welcomed me with happiness writ large all over her. In my wildest fantasy, I had never dreamed what twist my luck was going to take thereafter. Like an honored guest, I walked into a large well-furnished drawing room, where I seated myself on an expensive sofa. Salim’s father was not around. The lady went to the kitchen and soon brought back some snacks and coffee. Strangely, Salim was not present. All that was transpiring pointed towards the fact that the buxom woman wanted to be in private with me. On inquiring, she told me that Salim’s father, as usual, had left on an urgent call from his office. Moreover, the boys were not in town. She confessed was alone at home and had invited me under the garb of her son’s birthday. I kept silent for some time.

She suddenly blurted out that she had taken a liking to me. I liked the course of incidents, as she, in many a ladylike ways, was blatantly signaling me to conjugate with her. Dear reader, women have many means of expressing their desires to a man without being vocal about it. Salim’s maa while sitting beside me on the sofa slowly brushed her hand over mine. This not only happened once, instead every now and then while talking she would somehow touch me. To bring matters to a result oriented finale, I asked her what she wanted. She said, "Anil, I liked your suggestion, the other day, that I should be more discreet and not let my son catch me while getting impaled." She went ahead venting her long pent up desires, by saying " Anil aap meri pyaas bujha deejiye. Main aapki gulami likh doongi." I really was now getting excited by the course of events.

Holding the woman’s hands, I found them soft and yielding in my grip. I asked her to stop sexually entertaining her lover boy. Cow like the lady agreed immediately. I said now show me what I am going to get in return of my blessings. She coyly smiled back, saying "aap hi dekh lijiye jo bhi dekhna hai" Friends, I really was excited to know that Salim’s well-fucked maa was pledging herself to me and I would fuck her at my leisure like my wife.

Going to her bedroom next, I prostrated her respected self on the double bed and pulled up her immaculate saree. Milky white thighs emerged from within her flowing dress. Going further up, the respectable maaly cunt became visible. The bulging bhosra was a veritable gaping mouth, looking at me in astonishment, with the lips pouting out. The hole was hemmed with a parenthesis of pleated lips, like the petals of a large blooming flower. It veritably resembled a blooming flower, from where Salim’s father drank her oozing nectar. My act of fucking her propelled the situation in the direction where Salim’s father became a bee in the capacity of "to be or not to bee". I decided to fuck Salim’s maa brutally. Friends, I had never seen so much juice in a woman’s cunt hole. Bending down I put my nose at the mouth of the orifice and smelled her holy cunt. There was a sweet aroma in it. Her womb was fleshy but almost flat. I have fucked the maas of many a friend, but this tall well-built maa had the juiciest cunt of all.

I stood up in front on the bed, standing akimbo, and opened the fly of my neat trouser. It was an obscene sight when my 8 inches long and fat prisoner within, jumped out menacingly towards her pious and docile face, crying out to ravage her. My naked lund seemed to have a mind of its own. It started dripping juices on the bed sheet, like a salivating animal. I made it a point to see to it that Salim’s maa got the maximum excitement from my dripping organ and me. It was very perverse and lewdly exciting to think that I was about to ravage the married and shameful holes of this middle aged maa in her very husband’s bedroom. I wanted to make her feel as if she was a newly married lady and a loving wife.

Drawing back the foreskin from my swollen threatening lund, I brandished it in front of her sight and dignified face and baptized Salim’s maa, who was sitting near my feet, as I stood tall and strong over her. Her innocent gaze traversed in an arc between my face and the massive hanging lund and back with an expression of utter pleading submission writ large in her doe eyes. Her pleading doe eyes, silently shouted for my ravaging her, fired my passion. I pulled the maa’s head by the hair and touched the dripping precum from my lund in the middle of her parted and beautiful shiny hair. In India, while tying the marital knot, putting scarlet color on a woman’s head, it represents the holy declaration of a man becoming a husband and a woman becoming his wife. Friends, I symbolically and sexually baptized Salim’s maa with the slimy juices dripping from my penis. This resulted in establishing Salim’s maa into a position where both of us knew that I had husbanded her and now mutually secretly we were man and woman.

I was 15 years younger to her, still I knew in my heart that this woman had submitted herself to me, as a milked cow does to a bull, and has pledged her body, personality, and love. Dear readers, whenever I go about having a physical relationship I love to be playful, artistic and creative, as my experience tells me a woman immensely appreciates it. Salim’s maa took my lund juices in her hair and some of the sticky liquid slid on to her beautiful and immaculate face. I observed that she started to make a shrill hissing sound as my cock goaded her onto dizzy sexual heights. Prying open her mouth with my index finger, I humbly presented my swollen penis to the maa’s mouth and started to use her oral aperture like an adjustable and flexible cunt. Her beautiful lips, which in public spoke soft words of wisdom and sang religious hymns in her place of worship, was wrapped tightly like a red glistening pliant collar around the veined skin of my lewdly slobbering lund. I fucked the very same distended mouth, which had sung the bedtime lullabies to Salim, which had laughed alongwith the world and must have had kissed Salim’s father many a times during their long married relationship. Now here, Salim’s otherwise respected maa was lewdly unabashed in surrendering herself and all that she had, to me, with all her heart. I felt like possessing her like my woman. I wanted to make her feel at home, free uninhibited and unashamed in responding to my sexual advances towards her. My hairy testicles, wrinkled and dark brown in appearance, beat a rhythmic devilish staccato on her smooth fair chin. Salim’s maa to please me, was creating a vacuum in her mouth, with cheeks hollowed, extracting the pre fuck oily juices from my fertile lund and gobbling it up into her distended voracious mouth. After ravishing her oral cavity with animated fervor for five minutes, I pulled out my angry spittle bathed pendulous lund with a loud pop, from her cavernous mouth. Spittle was smeared all over our participating organs namely her aristocratic moonlike face, my penis, and pubic hair. My lund lewdly hung unashamed next to her respectable and authoritative face, conjuring up an apt image of "the beauty and the beast". I had veritably ravaged her mouth with my penile juices and blatant poking. Her lipstick was smeared into a chaos and projected a sight as that when a young girl has been raped. Though she on her part confessed openly of her liking the taste of my penis and all the seminal fluids oozing out of it and voided in her oral cavity.

To carry matters further, I next asked her to bend down and touch her head on the bed sheet, while raise her ample buxom yielding bottom towards the ceiling of the bedroom. The tight wrinkled shithole of Salim’s maa looked at me unabashed, straight in the eye. It seemed to me as if the shithole was playing truant with me and tried to lurk in the cleavage of the wide and deep maaly buttocks. Sucking some spittle in my mouth, I bend down and spat in her tight gaand aperture. The large globes of her gaand (ass) were fleshy yet supple and yielding to my kneading. I asked her " does Salim’s abba fuck you in your shit orifice". The woman shyly denied having been treated from that end. She told me that she was a virgin maa there, as the lund of Salim’s father had never entered the constricted yet noisy portals of her shit hole. I decided to extricate her from the pangs of her virginity shithole. Salim’s father had spared her shithole, offering me with the opportunity to enjoy it and husband her from the virgin shit emitting orifice.

I blessed Salim’s innocent father, for this gift he had unknowingly bestowed upon me. The frothy spittle, which I had copiously spat on her upturned anus, had formed into a shallow miniature puddle lake in the depression around the orifice. I said to her " Salim ki amma, jara upni kuwari gaand se hamari taraf whistle bajao", meaning try to whistle from your anus. She started to squeeze her hanging soft yielding belly and after a couple of strenuous efforts, I was obliged to hear her fart and break air from her shameful nadir. My spit, which had accumulated in the depression of her womanly anus, shot out from behind her, bathing my lund with a fine spray of my own spittle. The maa’s spittle spraying farting shithole shot spume into the air, resembled the respiratory action of a breathing whale, which sprays water fountains into the sky after surfacing up.

Applying some more frothy spittle on my lund, I started to slowly animate back and forth, the foreskin of my swollen maa fucking lund in a linear motion. At the same time, I impaled the shithole of Salim’s maa with my fat left index finger. I started reaming the shit passage in such a fashion that the maa may feel it to be a prelude to the operation she was going to be subjected to by my blood engorged phallus. Realizing the focus of my attention, ulterior motives and my intentions to stretch her matured virgin shit hole, the woman chirped like a frightened bird.

I consoled Salim’s half-nude maa, assuring her that the initial pain and then the immense pleasure thereafter, in her rectum, were but symbiotic. They were the two faces of the same coin. To attest my statement, I sited an example of frivolous sex and abandon, by asking her to hark back to the moment, when she had been deflowered in her then young tight cunt. Salim’s chodu maa saw wisdom in my statement. She acknowledged my thoughtful observation, by agreeing to the fact that the excruciating pain during her hymen being ravaged, and blown up into smithereens, was instantly followed indeed by immense pleasure. The experience, she admitted, could not be contained within the puny periphery of words or language.

Embarking upon my mission, I Inserting another thick finger alongwith the first, in her shithole, dilating it further. The woman shook her wide flaring posterior in the fashion resembling that of a bitch wagging its tail, pleasing its master. I rebuked Salim’s mom in mock anger, for not having had used her anal aperture until date. I further inserted another fat finger into the woman’s constricted shit passage. Friends it was an excitingly immoral sight. The middle aged maa was shamefully being fingered and operated upon by me, in the rectum.

Soon, the otherwise puckered hole, stretched into an irregular shaped amorphous hole without any regular boundaries. I realized that it was time then for me to ravage her anally. Fetching some thick milk cream, from the kitchen, I anointed the rectum of Salim’s mom. Some of the milk cream flowed down to her maaly bhosra too. The thin milky white line of cream connected her anus with her cunt. The twin sister apertures of Salim’s mom, were tied together with the bonding of milk. Patting her fleshy rear, I replaced my fucking fingers with the real object of her desire, my fat obese menacing penis.

Salim’s mom writhed in the painful rictus of being impaled anally, resulting from the blatant and sudden defloration of her shit passage. After having firmly embedded myself in her shit orifice, I held to my post and, started to jerk spasmodically my lund, trapped inside her anal chute, in little innocent spasms resembling the ones which accompany the grand juicy ejaculation. Salim’s holy maa was pinned down and shamefully she was fluttering her backside like a flag flying from my ramrod hard lund. She was biting her lower lips to smaa the shriek, which would have otherwise emanated from her respected mouth. I observed stating, " Salim ki amma, aapko humne gandu bana diya. Humko apna doosra pati maan lo. Aapko apni lund ki chaasni jaldi pilaoonga." After about 10 hectic minutes, the sphincter muscle of her anus relented its reticent and accustomed age-old tendency to pucker and shrink within itself, and embraced my fucking member within its now welcoming warm interior, milking my virile lund. With every stroke, it clung to my penis, so much so, that the walls of her rectal passage, was partly pulled out when I withdrew on my way out. She too sighed a relief as the pain in her clinging shit chute transformed into a mixed painfully pleasurable experience. Salim’s mom, cast all her 22 years old marital vows and socially binding norms to the wind, was getting herself shamefully anal fucked. The lucky man fucking this respectable woman was I.

After a while of anally enjoying her I asked the woman to show me the toilet. She accompanied me to the toilet. Nonchalantly brandishing my shit smeared lund I started pissing in the urine faucet. Suddenly I heard a moan from the her. Turning my head, I realized that seeing the golden shower jetting out from my obese lund, the half fucked hot chodu amma was extremely excited, and was rubbing her bhosra from above her unkempt hanging and creased dress. Displaying my pissing, I had again goaded her desire resulting in her enacting an immoral act. I told her "amma if you are so hot and chudasi, then I would advise you to try drinking my holy water" She vehemently nodded her head in the affirmative. It was too much for my patience. I held the woman by her fleshy upper arm and forcibly pulled her inside the toilet and closing the door kissed her cherry red lips. She was too excited by now and the amma quickly held my penis and started massaging it with her soft caring hands. My pissing lund swelled and became stiff. I pressed the head of the woman towards my naked lund and softly told her " aap mera jawan doodhiya lauda choos ke dekhiye. Salim ke abba ya bhai ka lund bhool jayengi." Friends, the matured maa squatted down on the toilet floor in front of me, joining once again her supple lips to my naked pissing cock. A few jets of my urine showering from the lund hole was slurped up by her. She was long cock famished and really knew how to suck a young man’s virile lauda.

Friends, hereditary have well endowed me as far as the size of the penis is concerned. It is a menacing object to look at, which is capable, with my ally, of quenching the insatiable thirst of the needy and famished. Reaching her bedroom again I fucked her for another half an hour and injected her matured yet hereto unused rectum with copious amount of my baby making milk. On my withdrawing from the sperm-oozing rectum, she waddled to the toilet and started shitting. The first spasmodic emission voided from her rectum, was a colloidal mixture of my sperm and her shit. I made it a point that whenever in future I again fucked her anally, I would make her take an enema beforehand. A rectum, which is clean, beats the cunt of a sweet sixteen, as the anally impaled female has an added facility to regulate the tightness of the hind aperture, thereby adjusting the intensity of milking the impaling lauda.

In the morning, I had soliloquized " Salim teri amma ko chod daloonga. Bhosriwali tere abba aur tere chodu bhai ko bhool kar meri lover ban jayegi. Sali ko gandu amma bana doonga. Salim teri amma ke holes ab se tere abba ke saath saath meri bhi lund ka doodh choosegi". And here I was fucking his amma , and she reciprocated each and every indecent advances and sexual inclination I had towards her.