"Move a little to the side, Ma," Neethu asked Usha after she handed Kishen the 'flavored' drink.
Usha sluggishly rolled her body over to the side of the bed, positioning herself in front of Kishen.
"Kishen, come closer and sit cross-legged. I'd like to rest my legs on your thighs. Plus, you can see Neethu better," said Usha.
Assuming the position while still holding the drink, Kishen watched as Neethu laid herself on her back at the center of the bed. She spread her legs, welcoming her dad who swiftly placed his tool-tip between the lips of her vagina.
"Tell me if the weight of my legs makes you uncomfortable, Kishen," says Usha. Lying next to her daughter, she places her either calves on the folded knees of Kishen who sat cross-legged. "Ah...this semi-spread and slightly elevated posture sure brings the air where it seldom blows," adds Usha making herself comfortable.
"Bullshit!!! She just wants to give you a good view of her freshly shaved pussy, Kishen," said Neethu.
"Neethu!!!" reacted a blushing and embarrassed Usha.
Kishen hears his dad and mom break a chuckle as they watch. Sunil stood next to the table sipping a drink. Savi sat on the chair, still reeling from her orgasm.
Spreading her pussy lips with her fingers to better accommodate her father's mushroom, Neethu adds, "This is when you really feel the cool air visiting a place it seldom does."
"...and this...is how the cool air 'rings the bell' to see if anyone is home," said Ramesh. He holds his mushroom and rubs it right and left across his daughter's clit, saying "ding dong ding dong..."
Everyone chuckles.
"L.O.L...that's a perversely corny dad-joke, pappa," said Neethu.
"Wait there is more...this is how the air leans in to see if anyone is home," Ramesh adds as he swiftly dips his the dick tip in Neethu.
"Ohh...Ah...very funny!!! I don't remember the air being that thick and tangible," responded Neetu.
"Ok daughter, Ill give you some real air,"
*Brrriiip*
Ramesh farted, drawing another round of chuckle from everyone. Ramesh, turning his head to look at Kishen's reaction, finds him to be grossed out.
"I'm sorry Kishen beta. But you'd need to used to funny body sounds while sexing, especially in groups," Added ramesh.
"Consider yourself lucky that it doesn't smell much..." Neethu jokingly added.
"Yeah...but I get some weird smell...gross,"
"Ha ha... it will take some getting used to. My point is, don't hesitate let go if you have the urge," said Ramesh.
Kishen gets visibly dull as the smell turned him off.
"Does Ramesh uncle have a fart fetish, now?" Kishen wondered.
"Why don't stop fooling around and show Kishen what you were going to show." Usha asks Ramesh, noticing Kishen's dullness.
"Oh yes...," said Ramesh. "Just to be clear Kishen, I got no fart fetish if that's what you may be thinking"
Kishen nods with a helpless smile, not knowing what to say.
"Anyway, lets get to the point," continues Ramesh.
He positions his knees closer to Neethu's bottom such that his cock is comfortably resting on the slit of her lips-spread vagina. With slow-paced to-and-fro hip movements, he rubs his shaft and its tip over Neethu's vagene, without entering.
Turning to look at Kisehen while in the process, Ramesh coaches, "You see, this is the low effort stuff to keep up the pleasure and horniness. You can go on as much as you'd like, to keep yourself and the woman on edge."
Kishen watches Neethu zoning in pleasure with squinted eyes and clenched jaws. He also notices how Ramesh's mushroom manages to "occasionally" touch down upon Neethu's clit.
"You can use your fingers too," says Ramesh as he stoops over a bit and begins to rub his daughter's clit with his thumb.
"Ohhh yeah..Pappa... I can enjoy this all day," says Neethu.
After several moments in the zone, Neethu lifts one of her legs and places its heel over her dad's shoulder. Supporting Neethu's calf with the palms of his other hand, Ramesh begins to embrace with his face, his daughter's feet and leg, as though it was the dandi of a veena.
Kishen watched as Ramesh's lips kissed every inch of his daughter's feet, while his nose simultaneously vacuumed its scent. Ramesh's chin and jaw rubbed chaotically all over his daughter's feet. As he mouthed her toes, his tongue swiped clean the wedges between them.
Everyone in the room awed at how Ramesh was engrossed in pleasuring his daughter. Usha swiftly lifted one of her legs (that was resting on Kishen's thighs) and positioned her foot as well in front of Ramesh's face. But with eye's closed in the pleasure of pleasuring his daughter, he barely noticed his wife's feet facing him.
Smack!!!
The sound of Usha's feet smacking her husband's face and snapping him out of his indulgence, echoed in the room in an instant. Everyone chuckled and smiled, except Kishen. All he could do was sit still and and be smitten by whatever he was witnessing.
To Ramesh, it was as if he'd been offered another candy while devouring the one he was already having.
Supporting Usha's leg in the air with his other hand (the one whose fingers rubbed Neetu's clit until then) Ramesh began to fully worship either foot of his wife and daughter. Sniffing, mouthing, licking, and rubbing his face all over, Ramesh couldn't get enough. All the while, he maintained the to-and-fro semi-thrusts of his cock head on and across his daughter's vagene.
"How on earth is he able to multi task like that?!?! Is he even getting to enjoy it?" wondered Kishen for a moment.
"Give me more..." Ramesh mutters.
Adjusting their bodies from where they lay, both the mother and daughter simultaneously lifted their other legs and offered their foot to Ramesh. Struggling to support their legs with both hands--but enjoying, nonetheless--Ramesh continued his feet worship. This time, however, Ramesh had to stop his to-and-fro.
"Obviously," Kishen thought to himself. "How much simultaneous can a person be?"
But Kishen also noticed from his POV that Ramesh uncle was very much erect. A string of precum oozed out of his cock. It drooled onto the bed's narrow area arched and shadowed by Neethu's and Usha aunty's legs.
Kishen's attention was soon drawn to the mother and daughter fingering each other. And just as he thought he'd seen enough, Savi came over, positioned herself behind Ramesh--sort of next to Kishen.
Taking in her hand the drooling cock of the feet worshiping dad and husband, she began stroking Ramesh.
"Ohhh Ramesh...Look how throbbing your are. It shows how much you longed to taste both their feet at once. You like that don't you?" Savi said in such an erotic tone that further aroused Kishen.
"Yeahhhh...beyond...how... you....can imagine," Responded Ramesh, struggling to talk amid his worship. "Stroke....slowly...Savi. I don't.....wanna cum yet.,"
Semi-supporting Ramesh's body by sticking her bare body up against his bare back, Savi slowed the pace of her stroking him. She then turned her neck to look at Kishen in the eye. Planting a kiss at Ramesh's neck, she naughtily smiled at her son.
A wave of horniness passed through Kishen. With all the action he was witnessing, he couldn't yet sip on the mom-flavored drink he was holding. Sitting cross-legged next to his mom, he struggled to keep his other hand from stroking his erection. But that didn't stop his precum to drip out of his cock, which Savi instantly noticed.
"Like what you see, son?" asked Sunil from across the room, standing near the table and mildly stroking his tool.
"Isn't that obvious? His observation has been glued to everything that's been unfolding before his eyes. He couldn't even sip his drink," says Usha.
It was then that Kishen actually became aware of the drink he's been holding.
"Go on...have a big gulp," ordered Savi, still stroking Ramesh.
Kishen obliges.
"How much of it is remaining?" she asks.
"Enough for another gulp I guess..."
"Can I have it?"
"Uh...sure, mom," responds Kishen aroused at the prospect.
He extends the glass towards her.
"No, get up on your knees, come closer to me, and hand it over..."
With a heavily beating heart, Kishen does as instructed.
"One hell of a surprise you pulled, Kishen. I still can't believe what I am seeing. But anyway...sooner or later, we were meant to include you." says Savi, positioned inches away from her son.
Not knowing what to say or do, Kishen continue to stand on his knees, holding the drink.