Menage A Trois Ch 08 1

On the last day of his stay, Uncle came into his room, fully dressed.

"Son, today is your last day. As a special thank you for lighting up our lives, I want to give you a gift."

Debdas was excited and jumped out of bed, waving his morning erection around. Uncle looked at it and said, "Well, why don't you take your gift now? You seem ready. Come, follow me."

Uncle led Debdas into the dining room. Aunty was lying naked on the table, her knees drawn up. Uncle pulled up the chair at the head of the table, where Aunty's most intimate treasures lay exposed. Debdas sat on the proffered chair.

"Enjoy your breakfast, Debdas," said uncle, who went to the other end of the table. A plate of dal, roti awaited him.

Aunty's vagina was exposed to him. The thick bush covered her dark, slick lips. An exploratory finger caused Aunty to whimper and her thighs to close. She was wet with anticipation. Debdas cast his mind back to the health class and started licking Aunty.

He breathed in her scent as he leaned forwards, head buried between her legs. He closed his eyes and let his instinct take over. He licked, sucked, kissed and penetrated her womanhood until his jaws ached and his tongue smarted. It was difficult work and he began to appreciate the effort uncle had put in while pleasuring Aunty. He sucked deeply on her clitoris, making her scream out in pleasure. He was mesmerized by Aunty's moans, the contractions of her tummy, the way her thigh muscles tensed and then relaxed. She orgasmed on his mouth.

"Beta! Beta! That was intense. Please stop..stop!" she begged as he continued.

Debdas did not let up and started fingering her.

"Unghh!!Ungh! Ungh! Oh! Oh!!" Aunty screamed as she had another orgasm.

When she was done, Aunty sat up. Her chest and face were flushed and her hair flew in all directions. She pulled him close and planted a kiss on his lips.

"You have the whole day today to do what you like with me," she said.

He helped her off the table. "You are my mard today," she whispered in his ear. "Uncle will be taking the day off."

Debdas was determined to spend the rest of the day productively. He was intelligent enough to realize that he could not wear himself out too quickly if he wasn't careful.

He started my making love to her in every room of the house. He was careful to ration out the strokes. In every room, he would give her ten strokes and then withdraw. He took her from behind as she bent over the kitchen countertop. He did her on top of the laundry pile. He took her missionary style on the bed in the servants' room. In the toilets, he sat on the closed commode as she sat facing away from him and rode him. He fucked her in her own marital bed and again on Samar's bed. They did it against the wall in the study. Once all the rooms had been covered, they hugged and kissed and cooled themselves down. Their bodies tingled and ached for release but they consciously denied themselves release.

He led her to the bathroom and ran a hot bath. They lay back, she on top of him. He luxuriated in the softness of her body. He slipped his hands down among her curls and played with it. He started gently rubbing her clitoris. She whimpered her body writhed against his. He was slow and deliberate. Every time she was close, he withdrew, causing her to moan in frustration. He slipped another finger down her back and started stroking the sensitive area around her anus. He made her lean out of the tub, and planted his tongue between her buttocks. He licked up and down her nether parts. He stiffened his tongue and started concentrating on her anus. Her precious brown hole was ringed by a layer of hair. He flicked his tongue over and around it as she made unearthly noises. He slipped a finger in front and started rubbing her clitoris again. The dual attack proved too much for her and she orgasmed violently. Her body shuddered, her anus clenched and her thighs spasmed so hard that the water in the tub splashed around.

They relaxed for about an hour in the warm water before Aunty pulled him up. They began soaping but Aunty insisted on soaping herself and then him. He moaned as she stroked his penis and testicles with her soft, slippery hands. She turned him around and started soaping his back and bottom. She slipped a finger inside his crack and caressed it up and down. He moaned involuntarily. Aunty seemed to like it and her finger strokes became faster. Her fingers started stroking the area around his anus, just like he had done to her. She then proceeded to slip in a mischievous finger inside his anus.

"Aunty!!" he cried out. His penis ached with arousal. The head of his nunu flared.

She wiggled her finger in and out as an electric current radiated out from his anus. She removed in after a few minutes of intense pleasure and Debdas's knees buckled from underneath him. Aunty looked pleased with herself and washed him down. She then used the hand shower on herself as he gazed up from the tub, admiring her nude body under the water. They emptied the bath and she toweled him dry.

"Beta, I want to make you come," she said, her soft hands, gripping his hard shaft. "How would you want it?"

She knelt down between his legs and spread the knees wide. She lowered her face and started trailing gentle kisses over his inner thighs, his mound, his testicles and finally the underside of his penis. Debdas's legs stiffened as he went into sensory overload. Aunty placed her hands on his thighs and bobbed her head up and down. She took the inflamed head between her lips and looked straight into his eyes. Her eyes were fiery with lust. He closed his eyes as the pleasures made every nerve in his body tingle

She released him and he sprang free.

"Look me in the eyes," she insisted and resumed sucking.

Debdas was lost in the depth of her eyes as they held their gaze. His lips were parted and his breathing became faster. She was staring into the depths of his soul as she sucked out his essence. His orgasm was much stronger than the ones before. He shot two spurts into the back of her throat and felt his life's essence fade. He whimpered as his head began to feel light. Aunty held him in her arms as she placed him on the sofa, raising his legs up. His penis had shrunk and Aunty used her tongue and mouth to clean up the semen that had dribbled on to his thighs and mound. Unbidden, Debadatta fell asleep on Aunty's leap as she stroked his hair.

When he woke up, it was already lunch time. Aunty had laid out all his favourites. She was naked and fed him with her hands in a show of maternal affection. She led him to the sink as he washed his hands. Then, she led him to the water closet and held his penis as he urinated.

"What do you want to do next, beta?' she asked him when they made themselves comfortable on the sofa

"I want you to do something for me," he said.

"Anything, beta," she said.

"Please do that something that you have not done for Uncle."

Aunty smiled in a guilty fashion. "You take a bit of rest for now."

She left him to his thoughts and came back after a while with a smile on her face and a meaningful look in her eyes. His eyes followed her as she came around the sofa, knelt down on the carpet and took his penis into her mouth. She was giving him the breath of life.

His tender penis started getting tumescent inside her mouth. She took her time, sucking it in a relaxed manner before letting his penis fall out of her mouth. The cool air on the wet organ made him tingle. She smiled at him and turned him around so that she was facing his back. She placed a palm on his back and pushed him down so that his elbows were on the sofa's headrest. Aunty climbed up behind him, placing her knees on the outside of his.

She trailed soft kisses from the back of his neck down to his back. She used her tongue to lick all over his back. Debdas hummed softly as Aunty worked on his back, going lower and lower.

"Now I will do that something to you that I have never done to Uncle," said Neerja aunty.

She climbed down onto the floor. Debdas turned his head around. Aunty had her gaze on his bottom. She placed his hands softly on his buttocks. It almost made him jump. She used her palms to softly caress the soft flesh. He closed his eyes and felt her warm breath on his skin. He cried out when she stuck out an exploratory tongue into the sensitive area between the two cheeks.

"Neerja Aunty!!" he cried.

Aunty took her time exploring his forbidden treasures, her tongue covering every delicate millimeter. When she reached his rosebud, she gave it a wet kiss and used her tongue to lick all over it in circles.

She had taken away his life giving energy and had the power to restore it too. She smiled as his saliva coated penis trembled in hard anticipation. A hand reached out to caress his testicles and his arousal.

"Neerja aunty!! This is too much," he moaned as he pushed back against her tongue. His body was betraying him.

She laughed, "Are you enjoying this?' She then used a finger to tickle his anus.

Debdas relaxed his anus and Neerja became more adventurous. She started licking his anus and then stiffening her tongue, started penetrating him. With the other hand she started tugging on his tumescence. Debdas felt like his body would explode with joy.

Debatta orgasmed with a cry and his semen spurted on the sofa cover. He took a considerable amount of time to get his bearings as Aunty held him in her arms.

They lounged on the bed, arms around each other for the rest of the afternoon. Debdas felt sad that their time had come to a premature end. What had promised to be a boring and awkward vacation had turned into a pleasantly surprising and fulfilling one. Aunty felt sad too. She held him close, her sexual affection mingling with maternal love.

"Let us go to the fair Debdas," said Neerja aunty.

"Now?" he asked, surprised.

"Yes now. We have time until Uncle gets back home. We can be mother and son there."

Debdas was excited by the idea. Quickly he put on his clothes. Aunty insisted that he wear no underwear.

"Then you should also not wear any, aunty," he retorted, taking his briefs off.

Aunty lifted up her saree and Debdas saw her pubic hair. She giggled and Debadatta's penis twitched, despite having spent a short while back. When they reached the fair, the crowd had thinned and many of the traders were closing shop. Most of the remaining fairgoers were women and small children who had taken advantage of the extended times to gossip and buy snacks and sweets for their children. The major attractions like the Ferris wheels and the small go karts had been shut down. The air was cool despite the heat of the evening.

He and Neerja aunty walked hand in hand among the remaining shops. For the world they looked like mother and son coming to the event for a respite from daily drudgery. She bought him rolls of cotton candy and they had tea, jostling among people for a place to sit on the bench. After they had eaten, Neerja aunty took his hand and slowly guided him away from the milling people. They walked behind one of the stalls and with a final careful glance, she led him towards a dimly lit area behind the eateries. Here, they were concealed, and Aunty led him to a clump of trees a little ways away.

Aunty touched the front of his half pants.

"Are you hard beta? Do you need me to choos?" she asked urgently.

"I am ready, Aunty" he said.

"Good. Do me, beta, quick."

Neerja aunty lifted up her saree and leaned forward, balancing herself with her hands against a tree. Debdas held her saree in place on her back and dropped his half pants as well. He mated with her from behind as they heard the low hubbub of chattering of voices and saw the dim lights of the fair ground.

They were afforded their precious privacy as they consummated their love, the pent up tension that had been building up all day, realized in sweet release. Aunty pulled down her saree after they were done, not bothering to clean up his spend. Debdas imagined his semen running down her thighs and legs. When they emerged back into the fair ground, hand in hand and for all the world to see, they again became mother and son. They hired an auto and went back home. They made themselves comfortable on the sofa after taking off their clothes and enjoyed each other's' softness.

They stayed until the car horn blared at the gate. They got up and got dressed. Aunty bade him to rest for an hour. He took a small nap but by the time Aunty shook him awake, it was dark outside and hunger was gnawing at him.

Uncle had set out a small spread for him and enquired, "How was your day son? I hope you got a lot of exercise."

"I am exhausted Uncle," said Debdas as he bit into his roti and paneer.

"And hungry too, I can see. Eat up. Aunty will get ready for you."

Once Debatta was done, he went to collect his stuff and fold his clothes. Tomorrow there might not be enough time. He took a quick shower to freshen up. When uncle called him, he put on Aunty's panty. In the bedroom, he found aunty was blindfolded on the bed. The orange glow of the table lamp cast a sensuous glow across the room. Uncle sat on a chair by the bed.

"Debdas, why don't you join your mother on the bed. First let me blindfold you."

With shaking hands he pulled down the panty that he was wearing. His nunu stood ready to serve. He slid into bed and Aunty reached out and pulled him in. She was silent save for soft sighs. She guided him on top of her. She spread her thighs wide. She moved her hand down his front until she reached his hardness. He moaned as she gave it a gentle squeezed. She guided it towards her steaming hole. Debdas entered into her warm and moist cave as she moaned deeply. She hooked both hands underneath his armpits and pulled him in.

"Fuck her, fuck Sarmistha!!" urged Uncle from his seat.

Beneath him aunty was silent save for soft whimpers. The blindfold had heightened his senses. He was acutely aware of every little sound made by aunty, the smell of her sweat, the way her womanhood felt warm, wet and forbidden. He liked the way her hands gripped his shoulders and the urgency with which her tongue explored his mouth.

"Say her name, Debdas," said Uncle.

Debdas broke of the kiss with Aunty.

"Mother Sarmistha!!!" he moaned.

Aunty's grip on him tightened as they climbed together into ecstasy. Debdas felt that he was losing control and so was Aunty. The cadence of her breaths became increasingly strained. To his surprise, she climaxed first, clamping down on him, grabbing him close and convulsing against him.

Debdas felt the sweat of her body as he lay on her, still joined. He felt her breaths reverberate throughout his body.

"Mother Sarmistha," he whispered, "Mother!"

He allowed her some rest and then at the urging of Uncle resumed their lovemaking. Aunty wrapped her legs around his back, giving him purchase to balance himself on his knees to push down into her. The soft, bouncy mattress ensured that with each push down, there was a rebound upwards. He kept a steady rhythm but his increasing need defeated his attempts to prolong their intercourse.

"Sarmistha!!!" he screamed as he discharged into her. Her thighs tightened around him as the last remnants of his spend, oozed out and his orgasm plateaued.

He lay to the side. He felt the weight on the bed shift. He pulled down the blindfold and saw Uncle climb onto the bed. He moved aside as Uncle lifted up Neerja aunty and placed her on her hands and knees. Then, he started taking her from behind.

Debdas sat on the bed staring at the scene. Where Debdas had been gentle, Uncle was rough. Aunty's breasts swung like pendulums, her hair was pulled back by Uncle. His thrusts caused loud slapping noises. Aunty moaned like a wounded animal.

"Kiss her! Kiss Sarmistha!!

He knelt in front of her and bent down. She was hungry for his kiss. Her tongue and lips sought his and soon she was moaning into his mouth. He felt Uncle's hard thrusts transmitting through the length of her body. As her moans increased, so did uncle's thrusts. Debdas felt intimately connected with both of them. Uncle ejaculated into Aunty and then collapsed on top of her. Debdas realized that Uncle had penetrated her vagina while it had still been full of his cum. Sure enough when Aunty got up and pulled down her blindfold, their combined semen began trickling down her inner thighs in thick globs. Aunty's bust and neck were reddish and her hair disheveled. She put her hands around him and hugged him and gave him soft maternal pecks on the cheeks.

Uncle left them and when he came back late in the evening, he found them lying together naked on his marital bed. Debdas attempted to apologise and leave but Uncle bade him to stay. Debdas slept with Aunty that night.

In the morning, he woke up to find that Uncle had already packed his suitcase and bags. Breakfast was laid out. He and Aunty had breakfast naked. Naughtily, Aunty smeared honey on her breasts and giggled as he licked and suckled them. She bathed him quickly in the shower, soaping him up and exploring his body with her lathered hands. She slipped in a finger inside his anus, again. She seemed to have acquired a liking for it.

Soon, his bags were loaded into the car. As Uncle drove them down the outskirts to the railway station, Neerja aunty unzipped his pants. Then she leaned over and started sucking his penis. Debdas moaned and placed a gentle palm on her head as it bobbed up and down. He looked out of the window. The scenery passed by without registering on his mind.

Aunty's mouth was nourishing. She was so attuned to his body that she would bring him to the edge and then release him, concentrating on his scrotum instead, until he was ready for his penis to be pleasured again. The windows were tinted. No one could see what they were doing unless they were sitting on the hood and looking through the front windshield.

It was only when Uncle announced that they would soon be reaching the station parking area that aunty started speeding up. Debdas felt the life get sucked out of him. He lifted his butt off the car seat as he orgasmed in her mouth. She held him in her mouth until the aftershocks ceased. She licked the residue clean and it was then did she lift her head up.

Her hair was strewn wildly, her neck and face were flushed red and there was smile on her face. There was a bit of semen dripping on her lips. She looked so beautiful that Debdas took her face in his hands and passionately kissed her. Aunty then gently placed his flaccid penis back inside his pants and zipped him up again.

"Do you need anything else beta? We are reaching the station soon."

He whispered in her ear because he did not want to offend Uncle.

Aunty giggled when she heard his request.

"Of course, Debdas," she said.

Aunty sat up on the car seat and lifted her saree up to her knees. She then reached inside and pulled down her panties. She handed them to Debdas, who immediately put it in his pocket.

"We are at the station," announced Uncle.

They hugged when they got on the platform. Uncle wished him all the nest for his studies. Aunty hugged him for a whole minute and whispered into his ears.

"Bring my panty the next time you come to see me. Maybe you can help me put it on."

"Of course, Aunty!" Debdas was excited by her invitation.

As the whistle blew, he climbed into the train. He waved as the train pulled away and the little station disappeared around the forested curve.