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I wasn't going to turn down that invitation so at the end of the afternoon I was waiting hidden in the bushes near the bike sheds. Pretty soon Roy appeared pulling Anushka Sen by the hand. As they stopped near where Roy knew I would be, he pushed her to her knees and unzipped himself. Anushka Sen looked around nervously to check there was no one about before she slipped her hand in his shorts and pulled out his boner. As she started quickly sucking it, obviously trying to get it over with quickly before someone appeared, Roy looked over in the direction where he knew I would be hiding. He had an arrogant smile on his face.

I didn't care how smug and triumphant Roy was, I was too busy being the most sexually excited I had ever been. I had my cock out in my hand and I was stroking it in time to the movements of Anushka Sen's head. I had not realized that voyeurism was so pleasurable. I was transfixed, unable to tear myself away from what I was watching. As Roy approached his climax saying, "Yea, yea, that's it I'm cumming!" so was I.

As Roy zipped himself up and walked away I was still feeling the effects of my great orgasm.

The next time I saw Roy was on the Saturday evening of the party. Dad and I were waiting for mom in our lounge as mom walked down the stairs. She looked ravishing. Her dress was clinging to her, showing her hourglass figure. She was not displaying any cleavage which I was happy about. I didn't like the way other men looked at mom and actually Roy was one of the worst. I could feel mom stiffen sometimes when Roy seemed to be leering at her. She never said anything but I could tell that she detested him.

"Let's have a drink before we make our entrance," said dad, pouring him and mom generous martinis, mine was rather smaller.

Of course, after the first drink they had a second and mom in particular seemed a bit tipsy as we made our way round to Roy's house. Dad looked a bit concerned at mom and said, "Maybe we should slow down, perhaps have the non-alcoholic punch."

So mom and dad were both careful as we were greeted at the door by Roy's dad thrusting a glass of champagne in each of their hands. Dad continued to hold the champagne glass but I could see that he was not drinking it. Mom was even more determined, putting down her champagne glass and helping herself to a generous tumbler of non-alcoholic punch. She must have been thirsty as she was soon filling up a tumbler with a second lot of liquid.

The party seemed to be getting going with some people dancing and others in groups talking when someone shouted and I could see mom was being helped into a chair. When I reached her, her eyes were virtually closed and she was unable to sit up straight. It soon became clear that what mom thought was the alcohol-free punch was in fact the strongest of the various bowls of punch placed on tables around the house. My thoughts immediately fell on Roy, suspecting he had switched the labels, but he was at least acting as concerned as everybody else.

As mom did not look well, dad said that he would take her home so that she could lie down and perhaps return to the party later, although I think we all knew that would be unlikely. So, nodding to me to help him, dad and I each took one of mom's arms over our shoulders and carried her back next door. Getting her up the stairs was a struggle, but eventually dad and I got mom's shoes off and laid her out on the bed. She was unconscious.

Dad looked at her concernedly and said, "We'd better get her dress off so that she's not too constrained."

So dad rolled her over and unzipped her dress at the back and we carefully peeled the dress off her. As she lay there, I thought that mom was one of the most beautiful and erotic visions I had ever seen. She had only bra, panties and thigh-high stockings on and my mouth was dry as she lay on the bed. I was thinking thoughts a boy shouldn't have about his mother and I hoped that dad hadn't noticed the boner in my pants.

Dad was still looking concerned at mom and eventually said, "We need to remove her bra so that her breathing isn't restricted."

I was getting very excited until dad nodded his head to the door to indicate that I needed to leave the room. Hoping dad hadn't noticed the disappointment on my face, I left the room but deliberately didn't close the door completely, knowing it would drift back open about a foot, allowing me to see what was going on in the mirrors on the bedroom walls. There were mirrors all round the bedroom so from just outside the door I would be able to see all around the room. Unfortunately dad knew it would drift open as well and, as it started to slowly float apart, shut the door firmly.

Coming out of the room he decided that he ought to make mom a coffee but, as he started to put the percolator on, changed his mind saying that it was unlikely she would awaken for some time.

When we arrived back the party was in full swing. Dad immediately got pulled in by Roy's dad into a conversation with a prospective client and I sat in a chair in the dining room. I was in the corner having a quiet beer, virtually completely hidden by a curtain. Other people in the room seemed not to notice me as my attention was caught by two neighbors sitting next to each other at the table. It was the brunette wife in the house two houses down the street next to the husband of another neighbor three doors up the street. To anybody else in the room they seemed to be chatting with each other fairly formally, but I could see that under the table she had her left hand round his exposed cock and he had his right hand between her legs.

She was just moving her fingers lightly up and down his mushroom head, ensuring that there was no tell-tale movement of her arm. His hand seemed not to be moving at all between her legs, but I guessed his fingers were slyly stroking her pussy. Her face was going a bit red as she fought to keep her composure.

I froze with excitement in my hidden position. The same traumatic sensation gripped my body as when I'd been watching Roy and Anushka Sen. My hand slipped down and began squeezing my boner in my pants. Just then I heard dad's voice, "Dammit, I think I left the percolator on. I'd better nip back and check."

I then heard Roy's dad's voice saying, "No , this conversation with Jim is vitally important to our business, send Ram."

I didn't move from my place of concealment. There was no way I could stop watching the couple with their hands under the table. I could sense dad looking around for me to no avail.

Suddenly Roy's dad spoke again. "I know, Roy will go and have a look. Give him your keys."

I felt relief as I heard Roy agree, "Sure, I'll go."

Dad sounded very grateful as he sighed, "Thanks a lot Roy."

With that problem solved I sat back to continue to enjoy the sex show, but after about ten minutes, to my disappointment, the couple were interrupted by the brunette's husband. The culprits both withdrew their hands as their conversation became three way, but the man didn't attempt to zip himself up until after the wife and husband had disappeared into another room. I looked around for Roy to tell him what I'd seen, but couldn't find him.

It was only after a while I remembered about Roy going back to our house to check on the percolator. Thinking it strange he hadn't returned I decided to return home. Noting that dad was now in an even deeper conversation over business deals, I sauntered out back to our house. The front door was locked, but I had my key to let myself in. Inside the kitchen the percolator had been turned off but there was no sign of Roy. Suddenly I thought of mom upstairs and persuaded myself that I should check that she was OK. Of course I was very aware that I would be seeing mom without a bra and I found that climbing the stairs was difficult with my boner impeding my progress.

I arrived at the top of the stairs and could hear a noise like somebody slurping. Puzzled, I turned towards my parent's bedroom and saw that the door had drifted open. I wondered how that could be, thinking of how dad had so firmly shut the door as he left the room, but then I saw them in the mirror.

Roy was on top of mom. He had stripped off his clothes and was naked. He was squeezing one of her breasts with one hand as he used the other hand to push the nipple and areola of her other breast into his mouth. Both breasts were wet from his saliva and I guessed that he'd been enjoying himself for quite a few minutes. As he lifted his head away, I could see that mom's nipples were pink and swollen from his slurping. Mom's face was red and she was breathing harder but was still clearly unconscious.

I knew immediately what I should do. I should charge into the room and drag Roy away, but I was frozen in position; my feet glued to the spot. My hands, instead of punching Roy in the face were unzipping my pants and getting out my boner which was throbbing like never before. Suddenly I saw Roy reach down and start to tug mom's panties down her legs. As her pubic hair came into view I noticed that, although neatly trimmed, it had the same blonde lustre as the tresses on her head.

 

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The panties were now on the floor as Roy carefully pushed mom's legs apart exposing her sex. I was shouting at myself to do something, but my limbs refused to move. Even from my distance I could see mom's clitoris poking out between her labia lips. It was my first view of a woman's private parts that were not on a computer screen or in a magazine. My breathing was becoming harder as I saw Roy lean forward and gently lick mom's clitoris and then I distinctly heard mom moan. So did Roy. He pulled a little back away from her grinning and as he did so I could see that mom's clitoris was slightly puffed up.

Roy leaned forward again, pushing his face into her sex and this time began an unhurried continuous licking and sucking. I felt jealous that he seemed to know exactly what to do. Although mom was not fully conscious she was now moaning loudly and I could see unbelievably that she seemed to be slightly pushing her pelvis up at his face. Roy reached his hands above him and squeezed a breast in each hand as he continued to lather her sex organs with his tongue. Mom's moans were getting louder and louder.

It was at this point that Roy lifted himself up and, gripping mom's thighs, pulled her lower down to the edge of the bed and spread her legs. Mom's eyes were beginning to flicker and, although Roy could tell she was gaining consciousness, he was determined to carry on. I ashamedly was aware that I was silently urging him to continue.

Roy placed the meaty head of his boner at mom's entrance and it was at that point that mom's eyes opened wide to see Roy. Her mouth opened to give an astonished scream but the sound quickly changed to a loud sexual moan as Roy stabbed his cock deep inside her. Mom was wide awake now and although she pawed at his chest with her hands as if attempting to push him off, she couldn't help her pelvis thrusting back at him.

Roy had done his oral work so well that mom was close to a climax even before he started fucking her. Mom now knew exactly where she was. She understood that the schoolboy next door whom she detested intensely was now fucking her but instead of trying to throw him off, her body was now reacting to having a cock inside her for the first time in months.

She lowered her hands, which had been pawing ineffectively at Roy's chest, to her sides and gripped the sheet fiercely with both sets of fingers. Roy laughed gleefully as he noted her giving up her struggle to stop him. He was fucking her forcefully, pulling back then thrusting forward. He had got into the strong rhythm that I had always imagined would be the way I would fuck my first woman.

I wondered how the sensation would feel to him, but was soon enlightened by Roy's running commentary.

"Oh you slutty mommy! You're so wet but also so tight!"

Mom groaned in agonised shame. I knew that the reason for her tightness was that dad's cock had not been penetrating and stretching her for the last six months and for the same reason her body was desperate for sex.

At least she was not staring at Roy now. Her eyes had become half closed and unfocussed as her sexual fervour dominated her mind and body. Roy did not want to rush things. He steadied his rhythm and began running his hands up and down her nylon clad legs, lingering and exploring above her stocking tops, pinching her pink thighs. Mom continued thrusting back with her pelvis, trying to suck into her vagina as much of Roy's hot hard boner as possible.

She continued to moan in ecstasy and shame with each of Roy's stabs until Roy silenced her by thrusting his tongue into her open mouth. I knew she would find it impossible to stop her mouth enjoying wrestling with his teenage tongue and it was Roy who broke away in the end, to get his breath.

Roy seemed to be working out how he could make fucking her last for as long as possible, when mom took control. She instinctively stretched her arms back and grabbed the bedrail. Then, with her hands gripping the rail to give her leverage, she wrapped her legs around Roy's ass and started ferociously pulling Roy inside her. As she did so Roy automatically pulled back allowing her to drag him into her again and again, pulling his boner firmly up her vaginal sheath.

Roy was also groaning now in time to their fuck rhythm and grabbed and squeezed mom's tits. That seemed to do it for the two of them as mom dragged Roy into her for one last time and they both shuddered as their orgasms struck. Roy moaned with each firing of his pulsing shots of cum. Mom, I sensed, was moaning in time to her vaginal contractions sucking Roy's cum deep inside her. I was firing shot after shot into a wad of tissues in my hand.

I don't know precisely what happened after that as I walked speedily to my room and hid behind the door. Shortly afterwards I heard Roy head quickly down the stairs, letting himself out of the backdoor. Then I heard mom going into her bathroom and turning on the shower.

I didn't have long to think about things as I suddenly heard dad ringing the front doorbell to be let in. I walked down the stairs and opened the door. Dad's expression was of concern. He was obviously feeling guilty about not coming back earlier to see mom and he walked fairly quickly up the stairs. Mom was just coming out of the shower as he got to their room. I heard him ask her if she was feeling better and her responding quietly that she was feeling fine.

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I then realized that she intended to say nothing. After all, what could she say? She could hardly say that Roy took advantage of her but then she could not help fucking him back.

I went to bed that night still in shock from what I'd seen. Mom had clearly hated giving in to Roy's ravishment but was unable to prevent her body responding. The thought of what had happened horrified me, but at the same time sexually excited me. I lay in bed jacking off feverishly as I relived Roy's violation of mom in my mind.

 

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The next day, Sunday, mom was quiet but dad put this down to her inebriation of the previous evening. When dad drove off in the car on an errand, mom watched him leave out of the kitchen window and waved to him as she always did, but her action looked robotic. I didn't see Roy all day, which was OK by me as I didn't know how I'd react to seeing him.

On the Monday morning, dad was just leaving for work when he realised that Roy still had his front door keys, so shouting up the stairs he asked me to get them back from Roy when I saw him at school.

When I met Roy he acted as if nothing had happened that Saturday night. He said that he'd left dad's front door keys at home so would drop them round that evening. I didn't press him. He seemed as eager not to talk to me as I was not to talk to him. I knew he would be leaving the neighborhood with his mom and dad the next day. Seeing the back of him could not be too soon for me.

I found it difficult to concentrate in class but suddenly became aware during the afternoon that Roy was not at his desk. I knew immediately that he must have gone home to have another go at mom, knowing her gym routine for the afternoon, showering just before three o'clock.

I dashed out of school and raced home. I was thinking rapidly as I ran. There was a world of difference between the cowardly act of taking advantage of an unconscious woman and attempting to take advantage of her when she was fully awake. I was breathing heavily from running as I finally opened the front door to hear a scream from upstairs. I ran up the stairs prepared to defend my mom.

When I reached mom's bedroom I could see in the mirror that Roy had clearly stealthily let himself in through the front door but had then surprised mom as she came out of the bathroom. I was about to charge into the room when, as before, I found myself frozen looking at the two of them wrestling together. Mom must have just been wearing a bathrobe as she came out of the shower. With his left arm round her waist pulling her towards him, Roy was mauling her left breast through her robe with his right hand. His face was buried in the side of her neck and he was licking her neck and her ear.

Mom was screaming as she struggled to shake him off but Roy was like a leech attached to her. Mom's right hand was gripping the back of Roy's hair, trying to pull him off her neck, while her left hand was trying to pull Roy's hand off her breast, but Roy was determined.

Roy sensed that she was weakening and brought both his hands to the front, gripping her bathrobe and ripping it back off her shoulders.

As her big breasts wobbled in front of him he sneered, "Come on you mommy slut, you know you want it!"

Mom screamed even more loudly at his words and the cruel exposure of both her breasts. I could see that his mauling and squeezing had made her left nipple enlarged. Roy's eyes lit up as he put his arms around her waist, pulling her towards him. He pushed his head down and began gobbling her nipples, moving quickly from one side to the other and back again. Mom seemed too shocked to do anything. Her expression was a mixture of horror and fear as her arms waved aimlessly in the air. Then gradually her hands came together on the back of Roy's head and she slowly clasped him to her breasts. However, even as she committed this act of encouragement she was sobbing loudly, "Please stop! Please stop!"

There was no way now that Roy was stopping. As he sucked on her tasty teats, he slid his hand down between her legs.

Pushing his finger between her labia lips mom screamed, "Oh God no!"

Mom's cries were a mixture of screams and sobs as Roy continued to suck her nipples and work his finger between her pussy lips. I was excited but also amazed at how mom seemed unable to stop her body responding to Roy. I knew she had gone six months without sex, but even though mom had been fucked by Roy only two days before on Saturday she was clearly a woman who still needed sex. I began to realise that she was a woman with a strong sexual appetite who probably needed sex every day. Roy was just the lucky boy who was getting the benefit of her desperate body that had been deprived of sex for so long.

Mom gave a sudden louder sob as I saw her involuntarily part her legs a little and Roy took advantage, chuckling as he used all his fingers to doggedly rub her sex organs. "You love it, don't you, you slut!" he sneered.

Mom had clearly lost all control of the situation as Roy pushed her back on the bed, undoing his pants and ripping off his T-shirt. As she floundered on the bed, he quickly returned the fingers of his right hand to between her legs and with his left, pulled her head to the side. As he put his cock to her lips I thought that there was no way that she would take it voluntarily into her mouth, but as he held it there gently brushing her lips, with a loud moan mom opened her mouth and greedily sucked on it. It was as if she was a cocaine addict and the mushroom head of his boner was covered with the white powder.

Mom was sucking it avidly, licking searchingly round the contours of his helmet and pushing the end of her tongue into his red eye. This was undoubtedly an incredibly better blowjob than I'd seen Anushka Sen give Roy.

Roy was groaning and gasping, "Oh you love sucking cock, you filthy slut!"

Mom rhythmically slid her lips backwards and forwards over his mushroom head. Roy was fucking mom's mouth but mom was doing all the work. As she fervently sucked him, Roy was rewarding her with his fingers massaging her clitoris and slipping a finger inside.

I could tell by Roy's panting that he was not going to last much longer as suddenly, with a shout of "Oh Yes!" he grabbed her head to hold it still as he shot his cum into her mouth.

He'd continued to keep massaging mom's pussy and I could see that after only a minute his boner was already ready to continue. He moved between her legs and pushed his hips forward.

Mom screamed, "Oh NOoooo!" as he began thrusting into her, back in the same fucking position as he had been on the Saturday night. It must have seemed to mom like a nightmare that was repeating itself. Like on the Saturday, she couldn't help her pelvis responding to his thrusts and was soon pushing back at him. I thought that it would end the same way as the Saturday until Roy suddenly rolled them both over so that mom was sitting on top of him, straddling him.

 

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Roy was always pushing things and I wondered if this time he had gone too far. However, as mom began to pump her hips, searching for her orgasm, I knew that yet again he had calculated correctly.

He grabbed her butt to encourage her movements and laughed, "Oh I love your big fucking ass!"

Mom just sobbed bitterly, "You bastard!"

By leaning sideways slightly I could see the back view of them in one of the mirrors. Roy's hands were gripping mom's ass, digging his fingers into the flesh, feeling her gluteal muscles working as she slid her pelvis backwards and forwards, sliding the whole length of his boner in and out of her vaginal sheath.

Roy moved his hands round and grasped her tits sneering, "Oh and I really love your big fucking juggs!"

Mom's loud sob conveyed her mortification as she arched her back, thrusting her big breasts forward into his hands, her action begging him to squeeze them harder, as she rode him even faster.

As mom was approaching her climax, she leant forward grasping the bedrail with both hands to give her leverage to saw herself up and down Roy's hot teenage pole. As she did so, Roy grabbed a nipple with his mouth and sucked eagerly.

As mom crashed down on him again and again she was screaming in time with her movements, "BASTARD! BASTARD! BASTARD!" Until finally with her loudest scream she climaxed, shuddering in her orgasm. I wasn't sure if Roy had climaxed at the same time but as she rolled off him I realized that he still had his erection.

In fact Roy was still eager to continue and started pushing mom round so that she was facing the bedrail. Mom had already given up any hope of controlling the situation and was meekly waiting for Roy's next move, which, as I could see Roy reach for some lubrication, was likely to involve her ass. However, they both froze as we all heard the sound of dad's car stopping on the gravel outside.

I ducked into my bedroom and could hear Roy running down the stairs to let himself out of the backdoor. As the backdoor slammed shut I waited a few seconds then called up to mom.

"Hi mom, I've just got in. I can hear dad's home from work so I'll just let him in the front door."

After I let dad in, mom eventually came down the stairs in her bathrobe, saying she'd just had a shower. I let mom and dad carry on talking to each other as I went back into my room to think about things.

Mom was clearly a woman who needed sex regularly and frequently. I knew that Roy was not going to be a danger anymore as he was moving the following day, but he could easily suggest to some of our other friends that they should try their luck.

Without sex with dad, mom was always going to be horny and vulnerable to a male taking advantage. It was then that I realized that I would have to take action to defend her. There was only one way to prevent mom being taken advantage of by some other male and that, I thought excitedly, would be if I satisfied her sexually myself. She wouldn't like the thought of committing incest with me, but I knew I would have to be insistent in order to protect her from males outside the family.

Thankfully for everybody concerned, Roy left in the car with his mom and dad on the following day and I never saw him again.

I was wondering how I should take things forward when I was coming home early from school on Wednesday two days later. As I approached the house, I could hear two of my school friends talking loudly.

"Come on, you know you want it!"

Rounding the corner I could see that the two boys had cornered my mom and that one of them had unzipped himself, his boner sticking out of his pants. Mom was staring aghast, not apparently able to take her eyes off his erection. She looked like a rabbit trapped in the headlights. Just momentarily I hesitated, my boner rock hard from the voyeuristic pleasure of the scene. Then I acted. Although both boys were bigger than me, picking up a metal pole that was on the ground, I swung it into their backs.

There was crunch sound as they both fell forward. I wondered if I had broken any bones, but they seemed to be able to stand up, if a little unsteadily. As they started to run off I shouted after them, "I'll get dad's gun and shoot you, or anyone else I catch, if I see you near my mom again."

I didn't know if they believed me. Dad didn't own a gun, but my aggressive shouting impressed even me.

As the boys had run off, mom had quickly let herself in the door. Throwing down the pole, which I found I was still gripping, I followed her inside.

She collapsed in a chair with her head in her hands.

I was silent for a few seconds before I said, in a matter of fact voice, "I know about Roy."

She looked up quickly at me with wide eyes and said breathlessly, "How did you find -,"

Realising she was making an admission; she stopped her question and said more calmly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

I smiled at her error and, ignoring her denial, simply said, "Roy told me all about it."

I wasn't going to tell her that I'd seen everything, but had just watched without intervening.

Mom held her head a little higher and said bitterly, "Whatever he told you, he was lying."

I kept my voice calm. "Clearly, it was not only me he told. The two boys who had cornered you are evidence of that."

I carried on, "Of course, the boys whom Roy has told can't be certain that Roy wasn't making it up. The problem is that you are so sex starved that your reaction is likely to confirm the story and lead you into trouble. Fortunately I have a solution."

Mom looked up with a feint look of hope on her lovely face. "Firstly," I said, "we can hope that my threats of violence are enough to deter other boys chancing their arm. The other is that we have to make sure you are less susceptible to being approached and the way we'll do that is that I will keep you sexually satisfied."

"Whaat!" mom shouted.

"We'll start now," I said, unzipping myself. "We've got half an hour before dad gets home."

Mom stared aghast at my hard cock which I was holding inches from her face. "I can't!" she gasped.

"You can and you will," I said firmly pushing my helmet against her lips.

Mom sobbed as she opened her mouth and wrapped her luscious lips round my helmet. I groaned as, getting the taste of my cock, she became excited and began to lick my bulbous head feverishly.

I tried to say to her that it was for her own good, but my sentence turned into a loud groan as I experienced the pleasure of my first blowjob. Having now started, mom began to show me how she could really pleasure a man. The pressure of her lips around my glans was fantastic. The way she poked the tip of her tongue into my red eye and the way she licked round the rim of my mushroom head had me sobbing with pleasure. When she started lashing her tongue on the tender underside of my helmet I almost collapsed in my bliss. Then she took it a step further and started pushing my cock down her throat. She swallowed hard again and again so that her throat muscles were rubbing the tender glans of my throbbing cock.

Then we heard dad's car arriving in the drive, but she didn't stop, but commenced a quicker action. Moving her head backwards and forwards she was making me throat fuck her. As we heard dad's car door close, my cum erupted in torrents into her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed hard, not wanting to allow any to drip on the floor. We broke away from each other just as dad opened the front door. I swung away from him so that he could not see me doing up my pants.

"Are you OK honey?" dad was looking in concern at mom who was very red in the face.

"I'm fine darling," mom reassured him. "I've just been cooking over a hot stove and have got a bit too warm."

Dad smiled and nodded at her explanation and then walked upstairs to change.

Mom glared at me. "Don't you ever try anything like that with me again."

I just grinned at her and walked off to my room, thinking to myself that I'd got her just where I wanted her. She was clearly desperate for cock, but refusing to admit it to herself. Well I intended to force her into that admission and to take full advantage of it. In that blowjob, I'd now had it confirmed that she was incapable of not being taken advantage of. All I had to do now was to ensure that I was the only lucky recipient of her lustful needs.

The next day was Thursday, my last day at school. I would be going to a local college in the autumn, but until then I had three months to holiday and do what I wanted. The day after, on the Friday, dad had a hospital appointment booked. As his appointments tended to last all day with him coming home late, I would have mom to myself for the day and I intended to enjoy every minute of it. However, I could not wait for the next day. I was going to lay down the rules today.

I kept an eye on my class mates but none of them seemed to make a move to leave the class at any point. I noticed that many of them were eyeing me warily and I took that as a sign that my warning of gun violence must have been noted.

Just before three o'clock I left the class and made my way home. Letting myself quietly in the front door, I crept up the stairs and heard mom humming. She must have just got out of the shower. As I opened her bedroom door mom screamed.

It must have seemed to her like deja vue, but instead of Roy, it was her son who was gazing at her hungrily. Mom automatically tightened her towel around her as I approached her.

"Get out now!" she screamed at me, but I would not be denied. I ripped the towel away from her, exposing her voluptuous body. Her breasts shook as she turned round, trying to get away from me, but I grabbed her round the waist and held her tight.

"You know you are desperate for sex," I whispered in her ear.

"I'm not!" she shouted.

I carried on whispering. "It'll be six months before dad can have sex again and satisfy you. You know you'll be craving cock in that time. Boys will be able to sense it and take advantage. Just relax and let me be the only substitute for dad. You know you want me to. You'll be doing dad a favour. He'd be devastated if he saw any boys taking advantage of you."

 

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With that I raised my hands, grasped both her breasts and began nuzzling her neck murmuring, "Remember you're doing this for dad."

Mom grabbed my hands trying frantically to pull them off her breasts and screaming, "Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!"

But I knew she didn't really want me to stop. As I felt her nipples exploding in my fingers, her hands began relaxing. I spun her round and kissed her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth. My hands were now grasping her breasts unencumbered, my fingers squeezing her inflamed nipples. She began to kiss me back passionately, her tongue fiercely searching for mine. I slid my right hand down through her light pubic hair to between her legs and felt a wetness there that confirmed how hungry her body was for sex.

I pushed her back hard on the bed and as she was sprawling I tore off my belt and pants, ripping off my shirt, sending buttons flying. I threw myself on top of her. As she opened her legs wide with eagerness, I realized that, even if she hadn't accepted my argument that she was doing it for dad, her body willing me on. As I pushed my mushroom head inside her lubricated opening, she sobbed in pleasure.

My cock filled her as I started pushing it in and out with an urgency which she reciprocated by pushing her pelvis up to meet me.

As I sliced in and out of her, her moans became louder and louder. I bent my head down to suck her nipples, not slowing my pelvic thrusts as she moaned in her ecstasy. She started drumming her heels on my ass as she tried to pull my cock further inside. I could sense that she was starting an orgasm and I really stabbed into her hard as she climaxed.

I hadn't cum and I lay on top of her still hard as her heavy breathing gradually subsided.

She lay there quietly for a minute with her eyes closed, then slowly whispered, "You're right, if I don't have sex with you I'll be in danger of losing control if some other boys trap me and start fondling me."

With that she rolled me over so she was on top, impaled on my cock. She sat up straight and started fucking me, her pelvis steadily moving backwards and forwards, her big breasts swaying voluptuously with her movement.

I groaned as she fucked me and, as she listened to me, she smiled.

"I bet you've been fantasising about mommy riding you, my big breasts available for you to fondle as I fuck you."

As she said those words, she put her hands behind her head and thrust out her delectable tits, presenting them for my pleasure.

I groaned even louder as I reached up and grasped those succulent melons. Mom grinned at my eagerness and really started pumping her hips, my boner being squeezed mercilessly by her gripping pussy. The increase in speed heightened my excitement and I could see that mom was getting near another orgasm.

I remembered that when mom was riding Roy she had leant forward grasping the bedrail with both hands to give her leverage to saw herself up and down Roy's hot teenage pole. Now with me, she again suddenly leant forward grasping the bedrail, but instead of screaming "BASTARD" as she had done with Roy, there was a moan of happy expectation as she started sawing herself up and down my hard boner.

Like Roy had done, I started sucking strongly on her nipples. After only pushing herself up and down four or five times, we both screamed in the pleasure of our climaxes, my cum spurting shot after shot inside her.

She collapsed on top of me but I was not finished. I remembered how Roy had shoved her onto her hands and knees facing the bedrail before he was interrupted by dad. I wanted desperately to go one better than Roy had done, so pushing mom around I soon had her in position. Mom didn't really know what was going on until I started to rub some oil on her asshole.

 

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She was murmuring something that sounded like, "I'm not so sure about this," when I gently pushed my helmet through that anal opening.

As I expected, she grasped the bedrail to steady herself as I commenced a tender fucking motion gaining a slightly deeper insertion with each movement.

I was enjoying the thought that I'd achieved something Roy hadn't, when I started thinking about how Roy would have approached anal sex with her. As I considered this, I knew that there would be no gentleness involved, quite the contrary.

Mom was startled as she suddenly heard me snarl, "Right you mommy slut."

I grabbed the hair forcefully, pulling her head back and began ramming her ass, stabbing my cock inside her as deep as I could. Mom was screaming with each thrust, but after a while I could tell she was loving it. As my thighs were slapping into her, she was pushing her butt back. When I came inside her this time I felt drained of cum.

Just then we heard dad's car drawing up outside and I dashed to my room to change.

The next morning dad was going to his hospital appointment. Mom had gone to the kitchen window as usual to wave him off and was waiting patiently as dad got distracted and disappeared into the garage. Coming up behind mom I pushed myself against her ass and reached under her blouse grabbing her tits.

Mom immediately started moaning and whispering "stop it". However I knew she was as eager as I was and when I slid my hands under her skirt inside her panties her wetness confirmed it.

She gasped as I pulled her panty material to one side and pushed my boner in her hot pussy and began fucking her slowly with short thrusts. Just then dad came out of the garage and turned to wave to mom before he got into his car. Mom did well to weakly wave an arm back at him as she was thrusting back at me at the same time. I shot my cum into mom for what would be the first of many times that day.

We fucked on the floor and we fucked on the couch. I even fucked her on the table with her legs over my shoulders. We waited until late afternoon before I fucked her in the ass. I think we both regarded that act as a nice finale to a great day's sex.

It wasn't till mid evening that dad arrived home looking jubilant. He told me the treatment had worked a lot quicker than he thought and then dragged mom into the bedroom. I had my ear to their door and, although I didn't get all the conversation, I understood that he could now have sex again. Not only could he have sex but I gathered that he was determined to start immediately. Mom's moans started after only a minute and they continued until after midnight.

The next morning dad came down to the kitchen for a drink and then disappeared back into the bedroom again. They had still not emerged when I got a text on my phone.

I had been feeling pretty depressed all day. I was pleased for dad but could see that my sex with mom was now going to be rare if at all. However, the text cheered me up. It was from Anushka Sen. She was wondering if I fancied going to see a movie. With Roy gone she obviously hadn't found anybody else yet. I quickly texted her saying I'd be round to pick her up and sat back feeling a lot happier with life. I had my memory of seeing her head bobbing, going to third base with Roy and with a new found confidence I would be aiming for nothing less than a home run.

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#Divya Khosla Kumar

Ram sat at his desk and looked at the framed photo on his desk. It was a picture from their last vacation to the mountains of West. As he looked at the picture, he saw the entire scene. They had just hiked up a small portion of the trail and came to a lookout point. Ram spent the hike staring at Divya in her shorts that seemed to hug her body perfectly. With that she had worn a tank top and over that was a green and yellow flannel to protect from a chill. As they had hiked, she shed the flannel and had it wrapped around her waist. He was always captivated by her looks. In this picture she had her hair in a ponytail, but she usually chose to let it flow easily over her shoulders in soft curls. When it did this, it framed her small face perfectly. Her eyes shone brightly and even a small flash would appear as a bright starburst in her eye's reflection.

When she's in a good mood eyes shimmer like diamonds. Her nose is perfectly sloped to match her face and her lips seem to be in a constant smile. More than once Ram has caught others looking her over like she was on the menu.

He recalled walking up the trail and passing random people and a few times a small group of boys. With this thought he looked around at his class that was coming in and taking their seats. He then went back to the picture on the desk and thought about those groups. There had been one group that looked like they were about the same age as the boys he taught on a regular basis in his Philosophy classes. They had stopped them on the trail and had talked specifically with Divya and seemed to all but ignore him. Each of them took the chance to try and touch her in an innocent way or an accidental brush. Divya was caught off-guard and Ram could tell she was uncomfortable. He stepped in and the boys moved on. As they walked away, they called back to Ram, "Take care of her old man! Or else we would be happy to!"

'What is that supposed to mean?' Ram had thought. They then used the lookout as a picture opportunity and he now held the proof of that trip in his hands. He placed the picture back on his desk and stood up to address the class. Just then he saw two boys from the class stand up and push each other.

"You fucked my girlfriend you piece of shit!" Said a tall guy that was about 19 years old, before he threw a wild punch at a black guy that looked the same age.

"I fuckin' told ya. If you ain't gonna take care of her then I would. That wasn't a threat motherfucker." He said back as he dodged the punch and returned a hard blow that caused the tall guy to go unconscious and fall to the ground.

"Get OUT of my class now!" Ram yelled at the boy and pointed to the exit of his class room. He then thought back to the hike and realized that those boys on the trail had meant the same thing. "Take him to the clinic, and for the rest of you read Chapter 15 and I want a paper on my desk before next class. It will discuss their similarities and differences. Class for the day is cancelled." He told them all before sitting back in his chair and staring at the picture again.

"See ya later Boss Man!" He heard and looked up to see a handsome young man. He wore nice clothes and seemed to carry himself with an heir of superiority. Ram hated him already and didn't know why. He simply waved at him dismissively. Once the last person had left, he picked up the picture and thought about the scenario. They had been in the middle of nowhere. If those boys had wanted to have their way with Divya, he wouldn't have been able to stop them.

He felt his pants go tight and he looked around the room to ensure that he was alone before he unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. He closed his eyes and remembered what actually happened then he imagined a scenario where the boys had pushed him down and threatened him with violence as they then stripped Divya naked and had her pressed against a tree. Ram imagined watching on helplessly as each one took turns fucking her hard and leaving her full of their cum, before walking away down the trail. It took only a few minutes from the time he started imaging to the moment his cock erupted in a fountain of cum. 'Where did that thought come from?' He thought to himself as he reached for his gym bag under his desk and used his workout shirt to clean the cum from his cock and his hand.

As his dick slowly deflated, he felt guilty for this fantasy. He looked at her picture with her smiling face and said he was sorry and that it wouldn't happen again. He grabbed his keys and bag and headed for the door. As he locked the door and turned to walk away, he saw that same handsome kid close by. He walked right by him and nodded his acknowledgement. The young man waited for his professor to pass then returned to the class. He pulled out a ring of keys and found the correct one before he unlocked the door.

His name was Richard. He didn't need to go to school and he didn't care about the classes. He used them to find willing women and other students that he could use as a part of his group's enjoyment. He had watched from the doorway earlier as his teacher Mr. Ram excused the class then stared at a picture and jerked off. Rich wanted to see what he was looking at to jerk off so fiercely. The keys were easily explained away. He was a rich kid and his dad had **censored** for parts of the school, so this afforded him with a free pass. Rich had stolen the janitors keys last year and though the janitor knew it was him and told the president of the school, nothing ever happened to him. In fact, it was the janitor that lost his job because of his careless loss of the keys.

Rich let himself into the room and walked down the stairs. He then approached the desk and lifted the framed picture. Looking back at him was the boring old professor and a woman that was out of his league. He lithe frame stood out in her tank top as the scenery behind her failed to match the looks that she produced. He could see the outline of a bra under the tank top, but it didn't seem like her breasts were all that large. At most they were A possibly B-cup breasts. He took the photo with him as he left the class. He had decided that this woman was going to be his groups new toy. He loved taking wives from men and this one was going to be especially nice.

"Boys! Boys! Listen up! Pass this picture around and vote on her." Rich said as he stood at the pulpit in the foyer of their prestigious club. It was an old club, so old in fact that many people said it dated back to the War. The building was stately and grand. It was a mansion **censored** for with previous members' dues.

The front was a single wooden door that stood eight feet tall and four feet wide. The hard red wood of the front door was a portal to a large foyer that was decorated in warm reds. The left and right led to similar rooms that would have been used as sitting and receiving rooms respectively. Now it was used as a submission room and a video room. In front of the foyer was a stair case that climbed halfway up then split in two, leading to separate landings. This in turn led to individual rooms for its youngest members and a spacious bedroom in each room.

The other young men handed around the picture he had taken. He made enough copies for each man there. They all looked at her smiling back at them in the picture and each of them voiced their approval. "I'll take your noises as agreement and we will move on to the procurement." With that announced the meeting was disbanded and they all walked out together.

Rich arrived to class early and approached his teacher. "Hey Professor Ram, didn't you have a picture of a hot little slut?" He asked trying to goad the old man.

"How dare you!" He said to the young man.

"Like you have the balls to do anything. I bet that bitch would look great with a cock shoved down her throat. Does she enjoy it when you hold her hair like bike handles as you fuck her mouth? Oh wait, what am I saying. Your little dick hasn't satisfied your young wife." He continued to badger the teacher until he finally snapped and stood up and took a swing at him.

 

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As soon as he threw the punch, he knew he had been fooled into it. He tried to ignore the fact that he did anything and simply sat back down. Rich laughed at him, "Now we know who's in charge here. Now I get what I want, or you lose your professorship and your way of life. Good luck with getting a job in this market and with me telling all my dad's friends what you tried to do to me. Now, you either give me what I want and your career fires up. If not, then she will watch you fizzle out. She will leave you so quick that she's gonna end up in my bed anyway." He spoke in a manner that was a request but also a statement made in threat.

Ram sat stunned at his desk and listened as Richard told him what was going to happen.

"I saw you yesterday jerking off at your desk staring at your girls picture and have it recorded. So now not only do we have the attempted assault of one of your students we also have public exposure. Not only is your job on the line but also your freedom. I can't imagine the Police will think to kindly to a pervert running around young girls all day. Do you?" Rich asked, speaking down to the teacher. Ram for his part fell silent and shook his head no. He felt that he was no longer in a position of power. Rich understood this and told him what would happen.

"Here's what you need to know. You are going to take your wife out to a nice dinner tonight at ***** in town at 7pm. With me so far?" He asked Ram.

"I, I think so, but I can't get in there without a reservation and it's too late for one now." He said, it made him feel better knowing that this kids plan wouldn't be possible at least for now. This would give him time to figure a way out of it.

"I have one setup. My family has a standing reservation at that restaurant, and you will be dining with me and a companion." He was told, and it deflated the little hope he had remaining. "Now, at this dinner you won't tell me to stop or ask her to leave with you at all. Understood?" He asked with a menacing glare. Ram simply nodded his head. "Oh, and make sure you give her this mixed up in a drink before you leave. It's gonna help her relax." He said laughing. He handed Ram a small bag of a white powder then watched as Rich walked out of his class.

The rest of the day went by in a blur for Ram. He knew that he had taught classes and answered questions, but everything was foggy and before he understood it, the time had come for the end of the day. As he was collecting his things, he picked up his phone from the desk and thought that if he could record this kid blackmailing him then he could use it to get out of this trouble he was in. He again smiled to himself at how smart he was, and he opened up his message's app to text Divya. "Hey honey, I want to take you out to dinner. It's at **** , I know you've always wanted to go, and I was able to get us in tonight." He then hit send and it was 10 seconds later he got a reply from her that simply had emojis excited and a thumbs up. He was sure that this meant yes but he couldn't gauge how excited she was. He picked up his bag and walked out of the class and to his car.

As he drove home, he tried to think of the best way to trick him into admitting what he was doing and finally decided that he would just try to record with his phone during dinner and ask him to repeat the threat. He arrived home and walked into the house. Divya was nowhere to be seen but she called out to him. "How much time do I have?" She asked.

"Umm, we should probably leave in 20 minutes." He said as he walked through the house and into their bedroom. He saw her walking around the bathroom in a pair of panties that were so small that they could have been used as floss. He saw a small panel of lace fabric as she looked at him and the rest of the underwear was all black string. It spanned around her hips then dove down between the globes of her beautiful ass until it was lost to sight. She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts still stood tall and magnificent on her chest. The benefits of having B size breasts was that there wasn't a need for a bra. Ram began to rub the front of his pants and then started to undo the buckle of his belt.

Divya looked back at him from the mirror and saw what he was doing. "Calm down there killer, I'm going to wrap your present and you can unwrap me tonight." She smiled and it melted him right there.

'I can't wait. I hope I can make it through dinner.' He thought, before he remembered why he could get her into such a fancy place that they were going tonight. When he remembered that his heart sank. He watched her finish getting ready then walk into the closet and told him to go get her a drink. Ram went to their kitchen and poured her a glass of Moscato then recalled Rich's instructions and pulled the bags out of his pocket. 'What is this stuff? It's surely a drug of some kind, but what? Can I actually drug her?' He asked himself all of these questions while at the same time emptying the bag into the glass and stirring it in. As he was bringing her the glass she was walking out in her dress.

Ram almost dropped the glass when he saw her. She was wearing a black dress with small spaghetti straps over the shoulders and it was so tight that it looked like a second skin. There were two slits in the ankle length skirt which ran from its length and seemingly ended at her hips. As she walked toward him, he saw almost her entire leg come into view until she stepped again, and her other leg gave the same show. She saw him staring and did a small turn and the back was entirely open until the small of her back where the skirt was connected. She looked both extraordinarily beautiful and also looked like quite the sex goddess as well. He handed her the glass and watched as she tipped it at her mouth and drank it all in one smooth motion. She then handed him the glass and kissed him on the cheek. "Let's go, I'm already getting horny, but I really want to see this restaurant first. Maybe, if you're lucky I'll give you a blowjob in the car." She told him.

They walked out of the house and he opened her door and watched both milky white legs become exposed to him as she sat into her seat. The opening fell perfectly around each leg and the piece of fabric in the middle did well to hide her modesty. He cursed himself for the situation he was in. He could be enjoying her right now but instead he felt like he was delivering her to a fate worse than anything he could imagine. Then he chided himself and assured himself that it was only dinner. Surely, they would be fine with a small dinner.

Ram drove out of their driveway and moved toward downtown where the restaurant was. Divya reached over and began lightly rubbing his upper thigh and then her hand ran over the crotch of his pants. "Have you been this hard since you saw me changing?" She asked as she expertly undid his pants and pulled out his cock while he tried to drive.

"I can't help it, look at you." Ram told her as he glanced at her and saw her exposed legs. She caught his eye and smiled before unbuckling her seatbelt and kneeling over the center divider and hovering her head over his cock.

"Momma wants a taste of your cock. Can I have it? I need it. Please?" She asked before diving down and taking his full length in one motion. He was barely able to hold back from painting the back of her mouth with a flood of cum before he got into the rhythm of her blowjob and placed a hand gently on the back of her head for encouragement. For eight minutes she sucked his dick and never stopped even when there were red lights and drivers in large trucks passing them. She finally sat up when they got to the restaurant and when he looked at her, he saw that her expression had changed.

She was flushed in the face and the chest. Her eyes were glassy, and she looked like she was in a daze. She sat down in her chair as they approached the valet and Ram noticed that her legs were uncovered but that the center fabric was now on one side and there was nothing between her legs. He worried about her being exposed but before he could react, they had pulled up and a young man in a red coat opened her door and looked down. He held out his hand, but Ram knew where his eyes were. He was clearly looking between her legs and Divya saw it as well. "Would this be enough of a tip for you?" She asked as she smiled at him while she stood up. Then leaned in and gave him a small kiss on the cheek before moving away from him and the car.

Ram and Divya met up at the hood of the car and walked into the restaurant arm in arm. The restaurant was in an older part of downtown and the building was one of the last architectural relics from the 1930's. Reporters liked to lament that its bones were strong but in reality, it took a lot of effort to keep this building and this restaurant open. The building was a three-story tower with lofts on the top two floors and green ivy growing around it all in small green fingers. Around the front of the building where they were the ivy seemed to have been shaped into a small canopy over a set of double-doors. The doors were vines crisscrossing each other out of wrought-iron and framed inside of them was a thick glass.

Ram was surprised at how formal everything was and he hoped that he was dressed well enough for this place. Doormen on each side of the door opened them both up to allow them to walk in together and they proceeded to the hostess stand. "Ram, party of two." Ram said meekly, he didn't know what name Rich would have put it under before they arrived.

"Your party is already here sir." She said before walking them back to the table.

"What does she mean, 'your party'?" Divya asked as they walked back behind the young hostess.

"One of the kids in my class has a bit of influence here and said that he could get us in if we didn't mind sharing a table with him and a guest. I knew you've wanted to come here for so long that you wouldn't mind." He told her and was happy that he only lied a little bit. They walked to a corner booth that seemed spacious but out of the main light and so it felt like a private alcove in the rest of the restaurant. In fact, as they walked toward the table, he almost didn't see Rich and a beautiful woman already sitting at the table. The other tables seemed to have been arranged in a manner that provided the large table unexpected privacy. 'How Cool is that?' He thought.

As they approached the table Rich got out to greet them and his date also stood up. She was tall and thin. Her hair flowed straight down her back and ended between her shoulder blades. Ram noticed the same glassy expression on her face and wondered if he usually drugged his girlfriends too. She wore a red dress that fit snuggly on her small frame. It was perched about her breasts and this caused them to seem to stick out further. He thought that they could be a C-cup, but he could never really tell without asking. The material of the dress looked like a stretchy synthetic material and it hugged her all the way down until its end at her mid-thigh. Rich on the other hand was wearing a lime green polo shirt with a pair of khaki pants and sandals. It surprised Ram that they would let him in dressed like this.

"Professor, thank you for coming. And this must be your beautiful wife that you talk about all the time." Rich said as he shook Ram's hand hard then turned to Divya and opened his arms. Ram watched as Rich encircled his arms around her and pulled her in close. His arms wrapped around her small waist and as he hugged her, he watched her hands come up and smash between them against Rich's chest. Rich let his hug last for a few moments to long while he rested his hands on her lower back and as he broke the hug, he dropped his hands innocently and allowed them to glide gently over the top of her butt. "Please, please, have a seat, will you? Ladies, you should be on the inside and Ram and I will be on the outside of you." Rich said as he motioned the ladies into the corner booth that wrapped around and allowed for entry on both sides.

Even though there was entry available on both sides, Ram noted that both women lined up on the side that Rich was motioning to. First was Rich's date who he failed to introduce and as she sat down her legs parted slightly and Ram enjoyed a view up her skirt to a pair of pale pink lace panties that seemed to be crotchless. The look was too brief to be sure, but he could swear that there was certainly something special about them. As she sat, she looked at him still standing and smiled shyly before moving in further. Next was Divya and as she sat, she held Rich's hand. It wasn't held out of affection but rather in the same way that you would help someone up off the floor. Ram found all this contact a bit odd since Divya was usually stand offish to new people and he certainly expected her to be this way with a spoiled rich kid, but she seemed to be unaware of his true self.

She slid in gracefully then to his surprise he offered the seat next to his wife to Ram. Ram's eyes grew large as he expected Rich to try and get her alone right there and then. Once they were all sitting Rich said to the others there, "This is Isha. I wanted a date for tonight after I heard you two wanted to come and she almost jumped at the chance." As he told us, he motioned to the woman seated next to Divya. She held a hand out to her and they shook awkwardly before she then extended her hand to Ram who also shook it. As Ram was releasing his handshake from her, he noticed that it felt like a ring on her hand and as he looked down, he saw a wedding ring.

 

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"Rich, are you married?" Ram heard Divya ask as she to noticed the ring on her hand. "You're awfully young to be married, aren't you? I would have sworn you were a playboy." She continued with a sexy look that broke Ram's heart to see it directed at Rich.

"No, we aren't married. Truth be told, we aren't even dating. Her husband works for my dad and I took a fancy with her, so I asked her out and she agreed to help me out. She's really nice that way." He said as he dropped a hand into Isha's lap and placed it high on her thigh. Divya saw where his hand was and squeezed her legs together tighter in response. She couldn't imagine another man putting their hands on her and she wanted to pull her away from Rich for the sake of Isha's marriage. But, she didn't. Instead she talked with Rich as though nothing untoward was happening. They talked and laughed, and Ram was largely ignored. After dinner they continued through two bottles of wine until almost two hours had passed. Isha asked to be excused to use the ladies' room and Divya excused herself as well. The ladies walked away from the seats and Ram watched as every eye, male and female, turned to look at them as they walked to the bathrooms.

Once they were gone Rich looked at Ram, "Now Isha's going to move us into the second step of tonight. What happens next, I imagine that you will be conflicted about but just enjoy it." He said and left what was to happen a mystery. Ram sat confused and waited quietly for the girls to return.

After ten more minutes had passed Ram finally saw the girls returning. He noticed that Divya was adjusting her dress and seemed to be trying to make sure that everything was sitting correctly. Rich stood up to allow them back into the booth and to Ram's surprise Isha got in first and Divya followed after her. This but Isha next to Ram and Divya next to Rich. Almost as soon as they were in the booth and Rich was seated again the girls slid under the table. Ram followed them with his head and peeked under the table to ask what was happening. "Ram, just wait up there. I promise you'll like this." Isha scolded him before pulling the cloth back down and covering them.

Under the table Isha and Divya kneeled uncomfortably around the table. Isha put her mouth near Divya's ear and whispered to her, "Let's play a trick on them and see if they notice. You take Rich and I'll take Ram." After she said this, Divya watched as Isha turned her body towards Ram and used her hands to pull his knees apart. From where she was kneeling, she could see her move her hands into Ram's lap and over his crotch. To her relief, Ram lowered his hands to try and push her away. Isha removed one hand and turned to Divya and motioned up to Ram with a look that said, "Tell your man to play along."

She didn't know why but she got very near Isha under the table and talked up through the tablecloth, "Babe, remember when we fucked in the restaurant bathroom? Imagine getting a blowjob at the table?" She said before retreating to where she had started. Ram stopped trying to push Isha away and instead she watched as Ram raced to pull his dick out. Once out she saw Isha wrap her hand around his cock and begin pumping up and down. Her red nails seemed to become a blur with the speed that she was able to reach. She looked over at Rich under the table and saw that his cock was already out. She couldn't help but be impressed by the size of it and instinctively reached out to feel it.

She felt justified in holding it in her grasp since Ram was getting a hand job from another woman. Divya started to slide her hand up and down his large shaft and the table seemed to lift up and allowed them more room to work with. This caught Ram by surprise but when he looked over at Rich he just smiled and pointed at a switch against the wall to indicate that it was the reason for the table's movement.

Rich put his hands under the table and found Divya's head. He placed his hands on either side of her head covering her ears and pulled her toward his lap. She struggled slightly as he continued to pull until the head of his cock was directly in front of her face. Though repulsed at the thought of another man's dick besides Ram she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside her. As soon as she did that it seemed that she lost control and began moving up and down along his venous shaft. She could feel him throb and grow more in her mouth and she felt full already. While she was taking him fully in her mouth and had a nose full of Richs pubic hair in her nose, she heard Ram ass he made it known he was cumming. Divya pulled off of Rich's dick and turned to see Isha slurp in satisfaction as she sucked and swallowed the remaining cum dripping from Ram's spent dick.

Divya felt jealous that he would dare cum in another girl's mouth and turned back to Rich intent on making him cum. She engulfed his dick in her mouth and used her other hand to play with his balls. Isha slid back into her seat as Divya continued on. When Isha emerged right next to him, he realized that she was the one that had sucked him off. "You're so much more gentle than he is. Your poor girlfriend is going to have a rough night." She told him before kissing him fully on the lips. Rich pulled Divya's head tight against the base of his cock as he felt himself nearing an explosion and he filled her mouth with rope after rope of cum. She swallowed hard and kept swallowing through each spray until he was done. Then he released her head and pulled her up into the booth again.

"That was really enjoyable. Divya, you suck like a pro. Mind if I share you with 15 of my closest friends?" Rich asked laughing. Though he laughed, Ram feared that what he was saying is exactly what he planned to do.

"I don't think Ram would be too happy about that." She told him.

 

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"I bet you'd be surprised to see what Ram's willing to let you do tonight. How about we have a nightcap and discuss this back at the B******** Club." He told her as he stood up and held his hand to her.

"The B******* Club? I heard that's a secret society. There's all sorts of stories and rumors about what happens there. You're a member?" She asked Rich inquisitively.

"One of the most powerful ones." He boasted.

"Is it true then?" She asked.

"Let's go find out if what you're asking is really what you're asking." He said as he held out his hand and helped her out of the seat. Isha moved over in the seat and he helped her out as well. Ram got out of his side all alone and while Divya looked back at him with love in her eyes, she stayed with Rich in front of him. He could still tell by the near vacant look in her eyes that the drug was still working.

Ram walked slowly behind Rich and the girls as they led the way out of the restaurant. Rich had an arm around each girl's waist as they walked. Around Isha it was groping and feeling around her ass and on Divya he was slowly lowering it. Each time it would go below her lower back and onto her ass cheeks she would gently pull it back up. By the time they made it out to the Valet stand she had given up trying to move his hand away. She seemed to think it was a lost cause.

At the Valet stand Ram tried to hand a kid standing there his ticket but Rich took it instead. "You're in now shape to drive right now. We'll all get in my car and have my driver take us over to the club then he can bring you back later." He said as held a hand up at the curb and Ram noticed a silver limousine come off the curb and head towards them. "I know that a limo is garish, but I wanted something with enough room for the ladies to stretch out in. Otherwise I would have brought my Rolls or Bentley." He continued.

'Of course, this little asshole has all the money to waste on these cars.' Ram thought, then wondered how it was fair that some people could be so spoiled and be such horrible people. When the limo arrived the four of them waited for the valets to open the door then they climbed in. First, Isha climbed in and everyone seemed to enjoy the sight of the dress's fabric stretch tightly around her well-toned ass. Then following her was his Divya that Rich held around the hips as he guided her into the back of the car. Following her was Rich and finally Ram climbed into the long and spacious car. Isha, Rich and Divya sat on the back-bench seat with left Ram sitting alone on one of the side seats. As he looked at the three of them carrying on a conversation he also felt very alone on that seat.

Ram watched as Isha leaned up and whispered something in Rich's ear. When she was finished, she saw Rich's eyes glimmer and a small smile crept across his weasel face. He then turned to Divya, "Isha says that you two played a trick on us while you were in the bathroom. Is that so?" He asked her in a voice loud enough to let Ram know he was invited to this information.

She sheepishly nodded her head and looked at Ram in embarrassment before she pulled her opened the part in her dress up to her panties. As she raised the dress Ram expected to see her very small black panties from earlier in the bathroom when she was getting ready. Instead what came into view was a pair of lace pink panties. While his mind was trying to figure things out, he saw Isha open her legs and the fabric of her short skirt rolled back to her hips he saw the small black panties resting against her skin. Both Ram and Rich looked back and forth between the two girls sitting so exposed and Ram felt himself getting hard again and looked at Richs lap and he was also sprouting another erection.

Rich laughed heartily and then placed his hand on Divya's knee gently. "Now, something you don't know Ram, but I imagine Divya found out as soon as she put these on is that I don't have my girls wear just any kind of underwear." He said as he pulled her knee open. Divya tried to keep her legs closed but Rich was much stronger, she relented, and her legs spread open. "Ahh yes, there it is. I demanded Isha wear crotchless panties to allow me easier access when I wanted it. And now they seem to be on your girl Ram. What do you think?" He asked directing his question to Ram who seemed to be sitting in a stupor as he stared at his longtime girlfriend with Rich's hand on her knee and her pussy exposed in a pair of pink open crotched panties.

Ram felt like he needed to stop this somehow, but he couldn't do anything without risking his job or his freedom. He thought they could surely make it through one night of this together, couldn't they? Rich slid his hand around her knee as he saw Divya look out the window as they drove and then slowly began rubbing the inside of her thigh. As he was doing this, he motioned for Isha to move in front of Ram. Isha had been told before the night on what to do and what to expect. She had been used many times by the members of the B*** Club. It was only by their grace that her husband not only had a job but the small status of manager that they had given him.

She kneeled in front of Ram and held her skirt up to her hips. "How do your girls panties look on me?" She asked him.

"They suit you well." Ram said truthfully then turned back to look at Divya as Rich seemed to be getting closer and closer to her exposed pussy. He could see her looking to him for help, but he couldn't do anything to help.

"Would you like to smell them? To see if you can smell her pussy and my pussy? She was soaking wet when I took them off of her and now look at how wet I am." She said as she pulled the small panties to the side to display a cleanly shaven pussy that glistened in the light of the limos back. She traced a finger through her wet slit then fed it to Ram. As her finger slipped into his mouth, he saw that Rich had come into contact with Divya's pussy and was playing with her.

Ram looked at her face and saw that Divya had her eyes closed tight and was biting her lower lip. He began to hear her moans and gasps as she was nearing an orgasm. Ram watched as Rich pushed a finger inside of her and pulled it out. He continued this assault until she reached down and held his hand in place, and she screamed in extasy in the back of the limo with this young man's hand deeply entrenched in her pussy while her husband sat just two feet away. As she began to relax after that experience, she looked at Ram ashamed of her action and reaction to this molestation and pulled Rich's hand away from herself. Rich smiled lasciviously and sat back in his chair for the remainder of the ride back. "Isha!" Rich called to her as he held his wet hand up in the air.

Isha looked over and saw the gleaming hand and crawled over on her hands and knees. Ram noticed that her dress was still bunched up around her waist as she crawled to Rich and he couldn't help but stare at it as she crawled the short distance to him. As he looked, he saw the lips of her pussy protrude out the back and seem to eat the string of the panties as it passed between them. When Isha reached Rich, she grabbed his hand and licked the juices left behind by Divya until all that was left was the saliva from her mouth. Even then she continued to try and pull more until Rich pulled his hand away. "Is it sweeter now or in the bathroom?" Rich asked her.

Ram was confused and looked to Divya for some answer, but she wouldn't even meet his gaze as she stared out of the window. "Now for sure. In the bathroom she was so shy that I almost had to pry her legs open. When I did, she was already soaking wet and when I began licking her, she almost smothered me to death with her pussy, but now it tastes even sweeter. Thank You." She told him before also getting up and sitting in her seat beside Rich. As soon as she was seated again, they felt the car come to a stop and the driver exited the car and came around the front to open their door.

Isha got out first then Rich behind her as he playfully pinched her ass. When it was Divya's turn, she finally looked at Ram, "I don't want to go in there. All the stories I mentioned at dinner are about how women get tied up and fucked over and over again. I don't want that to be me. I love you, take me home and we can forget this night forever." She pleaded with him as she lunged forward and gripped his hands in hers. He tried to answer her as he sat there but each time he opened his mouth, only silence escaped.

Rich grew impatient outside of the car and saw that Divya was pleading with Ram and so he climbed back into the car briefly and grabbed Divya by the hair and pulled her back. She cried out in pain and fell back on her butt and Ram watched as her legs flew into the air and spread out wide. Ram went from looking at Rich pulling her by the hair to her exposed pussy in Isha's pink panties. Rich pulled her out forcefully and Ram looked up to see determination on his face as she was yanked out of the car. Ram followed them out of the car and stood up and faced the house. He was impressed with the size and majesty of it and saw that Rich had Divya stood and was standing behind her with her hands pinned behind her.