Digging Into a Gold Digger Step Mom
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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The only thing we learn from history is that it repeats itself. Is it because we don’t learn from it or because our core doesn’t really change, even if our circumstances do — I do not know. But with Deepika, her history did keep repeating itself.

At her core, she has always been a gold-digger. Born in poverty, entering adolescence, living a life of wealth and luxury was her only goal and single minded focus.

She learned very early into her adult life that most men have their brains in the little organ between their legs. Practicing with whoever would fuck her — from horny 18 year olds to mature men old enough to be her grandfathers — she learned the art of controlling that male brain in the guise of pleasuring them.

By the time she was 19 and started working as a maid for Mr and Mrs Iyer — a wealthy, childless middle-aged family — quite a few men had dipped their organ in one or more of her holes with or without protection, and she had all but mastered the art of using her body to manipulate men.

When Mrs Iyer fell ill, Deepika seized the opportunity and seduced her husband, who was more than twice her age.

The week or so that the wife spent in the hospital, Deepika was nursing Mr Iyer’s cock every single night, helping him forget his worry and sadness within the curves of her naked body.

He was only too happy to get rid of load after load of his ‘stress’ into all of Deepika’s cum-hungry holes, filling them full of his cum over and over.

By the time his wife returned home, he was totally smitten and addicted to Deepika’s body.

When she claimed to be pregnant by his seed, his desire for an heir became the excuse he needed to divorce his wife and marry Deepika.

She had to fake a miscarriage soon after their marriage to hide the fake pregnancy.

While marrying Mr Iyer was a step up from a hut to an apartment, Deepika wasn’t even close to being satisfied.

Deepika had always been artistically inclined and the fact that her husband worked for a textile and fabric company gave her an idea.

She created a portfolio of saree and dress designs and talked her husband into showing it to the CEO of the company.

One year later, the company had started a fashion line and Deepika started working there under (and sometimes on top of) a manager, who enjoyed her body way more than her creations.

To Deepika, he was a mere stepping stone. When she had created the portfolio, she had hoped to get an audience with the CEO, but that hadn’t happened yet. Seducing the CEO was her next goal and she was only too happy to satisfy her pervert manager’s needs to get there.

The inevitable divorce happened when Mr Iyer caught her kissing her boss passionately on the conference room table — stark naked — while he pounded her pussy and emptied his load inside her.

For the next few years, Deepika would fuck anyone in the office that she felt might improve her chances of getting the elusive audience with the CEO.

The fashion line of the company kept growing year over year and Deepika continued to model for her creations.

She was almost 30 when she finally got invited to meet the CEO. That year, her fashion line had broken all records and the rumors within the company were that she was destined to be promoted to the lead the division.


“Sir’s meeting in the city is running late and he won’t be here for a couple hours at least,” said the guy who opened the door of the CEO’s farm house when Deepika arrived, “but he wants you to make yourself at home.”

He led her to the living room and fetched her a juice. “You are welcome to use the facilities,” he said, “You could wait here and watch TV or there is a gym and a swimming pool you could use. Since it will be a while before he returns, he wants you to be comfortable and not get bored waiting.”

She spent some time sipping her juice and watching TV, then went for a walk around the property. Eventually, she reached the swimming pool. There were fresh towels lying on the poolside beach chairs.

She hadn’t brought a change of clothes, but that didn’t deter her. ‘Perfect excuse to be naked when he shows up’, she thought. Shedding her clothes, she entered the pool.

Relaxing in the cool water on a hot summer day, she thought, ‘this is life’. She lost track of time and got a start when she heard…

“Glad you didn’t hesitate to make yourself comfortable.”

She checked him out as she started swimming towards the edge of the pool. Standing by the poolside in his perfectly tailored suite, he was more than handsome.

Although closer to 50 than 40, he was in perfect shape. ‘Pictures and news videos don’t do him justice,’ she thought as she reached the edge of the pool.

He bent down, extending his hand and helped her out of the pool. He had a knowing smile on his face as he watched her naked form emerge out of the water.

“Rather bold wouldn’t you say?”

“Well,” she said, “I didn’t see any swimming clothes around, didn’t have any change of clothes, and didn’t expect you to be back for a while. The water was too inviting to pass up.”

“Indeed,” he said, his smile saying, ‘you aren’t the first woman to throw herself at me because of my wealth.’

She knew she wasn’t fooling him, but she also knew he was aroused, going by the tent forming in his trousers between his legs.

Reaching for a towel, he draped it around her shoulders and started drying her off.

His hands explored her naked ass and he squeezed her boobs pretending to dry them. Then he started rubbing her pussy with the towel.

She had toped to seduce him, but she felt like she was melting under his magnetic power.

The next thing she remembers is lying in his bed in a bedroom and watching him strip naked.

“What did you want to discuss?” she said as she watched his shirt and trousers come off, her eyes glued to the boner in his underwear.

“Work can wait,” he said grinning, “first I want to see whether you are worth ‘investing in’.”

For the next hour or so, every inch of her body was explored by his hands, lips and tongue.

Her boobs were squeezed, nipples pinched and sucked raw and most importantly, her pussy eaten expertly making her shake in earth shattering orgasms.

After he had devoured her pussy juice to his heart’s content, he shoved his hardness into her.

For the next hour or so, he plowed her pussy in every imaginable position, fucking her through orgasm after orgasm before emptying his seed deep inside her.

Once he was done, he slapped her butt before getting off the bed.

“Freshen up and meet me in the office downstairs,” he said as he was putting his clothes on, oh, and don’t worry about your clothes. You look better without them anyway.” With that, he disappeared out the door.

She felt used, but also knew that it was the most incredible sex she’d had. She hadn’t had as many orgasms in a matter of a couple hours — ever! Then she realized her clothes were probably still by the pool side where she discarded them. She had to go through the mansion naked, his cum leaking out of her pussy.

The meeting lasted all of 15 minutes — she was made head of the fashion division and was given a free hand at staffing the department and growing the business as she saw fit.

After the meeting, he fucked her again in the office, creaming her pussy again before letting her fetch her clothes from the swimming pool and go home.

What followed was nearly a decade of getting screwed by the boss at his whim and fancy. Not that her charms didn’t work on him. He grew to trust her and her time in his bed went from just fucking to passionate sex and love making.

It was only after the death of his wife, and after his son — who was studying in London — graduated school that he proposed and then married her.


Finally, all things fancy that she had aspired for were hers. She had no illusions about her role in his life. She knew he fucked other women. By the time they married, she was way past her prime, and there were enough other women — like she had once been — throwing themselves at him.

He spent maybe a day or two in a month in bed with her. Wealth and a fancy lifestyle had come at a price for her. She was sexually empty and childless (and she suspected she would never have a child now that she was in her 40s).

And then, his son Jai returned home for summer holidays — with his friend.


Jai and Justin…

Jai hated her even before her knew or even met her. When his dad called informing him that he had decided to marry Deepika, Jai couldn’t believe that his dad would betray his mom’s memory so easily. Nobody could take his mom’s place — certainly no gold digger marrying his dad for his wealth. Even though his dad begged, Jai refused to attend the wedding.

Before he visited India next during summer vacations with his African American friend Justin, he knew what she looked like, thanks to the few honeymoon pics his dad had forwarded to him.

The two friends were together, walking out of class when Jai’s phone dinged. It was a message from his dad with a few of the honeymoon pics.

“Dude,” Justin said, “your new mom’s a hottie.”

“She’s NOT my mom!!!” Jai roared and stormed off in anger. That was the passion with which he hated the woman his father had married.

Having lived overseas through most of his schooling years, Jai wasn’t as exposed to Indian women or Indian attire as he would have been if he spent more time in India.

For the two 19 year old hormonal friends, sexiness was defined by the amount of skin a girl showed. The two were used to seeing skimpily clad bikini girls on beaches who showed more than they hid of their bodies.

The two had no concept of a woman looking sexy in spite of showing no skin at all.

When they walked out of the airport and were received by the newly wed couple, Justin’s jaw dropped.

Dressed in a simple saree, Deepika looked hotter to Justin than most bikini clad girls did. Though he barely got fleeting glimpses of her belly and she really showed no skin, the saree highlighted her hourglass figure.

He had a boner by the time they reached ‘home’ and were shown to their rooms. After dropping his bags on the bed, Justin headed to his friend’s room.

“Man, I could so bang your new mom.” he said.

“She’s not my mom!!!!” Jai seethed.

“Yeah right, whatever. But what knockers on her man! Have you seen how they fill her blouse? Bet they aren’t sagging one bit.”

“Stop it Justin.”

“Come on man. If you just shed the baggage and see her as a woman, you would see how sexy she is man. I didn’t even see any stretch marks on her despite her age. What do you think she is? Twice our age or more? Must be in her 40s don’t you think?”

“Don’t know and don’t care,” Jai said, “I hate her.”

“Ooh… maybe she needs a hate fuck from you then,” he said laughing.

“You know what?” Jai said turning to his friend, “maybe you should fuck her. Then dad will see her for what she really is.”

“Not such a bad idea dude!” Justin said still grinning, “would love to knock her up. Then you can call me step-dad.” In spite of the crassness of the joke, Jai couldn’t help laughing with his friend.


Deepika…

Three months into the marriage, Deepika wasn’t sure if she had made the right move. Marrying a 63 year old successful man may have eased everyday life, but left a lot to be desired in bed. The intensity and stamina he had when she first seduced him years ago wasn’t the same anymore.

As a combination of advancing age and with women willing to throw themselves at him giving him options in bed, his performance in bed with Deepika had gradually declined.

It was now down to maybe once a week formality romp in the sack that lasted less than an hour end-to-end and left her feeling empty and hungry for more and every passing week and month was increasing her sexual frustration and hunger.

With the arrival of two 19 year old hunks in Jai and Justin, she couldn’t help wondering what they would be like in bed and was left craving their cocks — individually or together — every time she saw them around the house.

Her every effort to connect with Jai had met with hostility and resistance. He made absolutely no effort to interact and, whenever she tried to strike up a conversation, all she got were one word dismissive replies. Clearly, he didn’t like her and hated her for replacing his mother.

His friend Justin was the exact opposite. On the very first day, he asked if she minded him calling her mom — she didn’t. He was very conversational and missed no chance to spend time with her.

She didn’t miss Justin’s lustful eyes checking her out each time. On more than one occasion, she had caught him staring at her breasts.

He was also a physical person. Which meant a lot of touches and hugs.

She felt electricity course through her body every time Justin touched her. She was sure there was more than a platonic intent in his touches and hugs that lasted way longer than necessary and were a bit too tight with his hands linger over her back and ass — especially when he thought nobody was watching.

While he called her ‘mom’, it was clear, he didn’t see her as a motherly figure, but as a MILF — a mom he would love to fuck — and she knew she still had sexual magnetism the way she had maintained her body.

With Justin stoking her sexual cravings on a daily basis, something had to give soon to quench her sexual needs and appetite… and it did soon enough.

She was alone at home one day when things changed for everyone.

She was fixing breakfast and brooding over the sexual emptiness in her life, fantasizing about the two teenage hunks that were keeping her pussy moist without giving it the satisfaction it desired.

Her husband had left for a week long business trip which meant at least a week without sex (*sigh*). Jai and Justin had gone out leaving her alone in the mansion with her thoughts and cravings.

“Hey mom, smells good,” she heard Justin call out. When she turned around, she saw him toss his backpack on the couch and head towards the kitchen, where she was.

“Back so soon? Where’s Jai?”

“Oh I forgot my passport,” he lied. He had told his friend he would be heading home to see if he can get lucky with the hottest MILF he had set his eyes on. “I came back alone to grab it, but maybe I will quench my appetite before heading back.” he added thinking about his appetite for her sexy body.

To invite him to try her cooking, Deepika lifted the pan just as he reached across it for the food and the pan singed his arm.

Apologizing profusely, she rushed him to the sink, running cold water over the burn. She then led him to the master bedroom, where se kept the medicines and applied ointment to his burn.

She didn’t realize that her pallu had fallen off her shoulder, revealing a healthy amount of cleavage. As she looked up, I saw Justin greedily staring at her breasts.

“Does it feel good?” She asked him turning to face him and to give him a better view of her full breasts.

“Uh…yes” he stuttered staring lustfully at her cleavage.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, touching his face with fake concern.

“You’re beautiful, mom” he said, lust dripping through his words.

“Why, thank you,” she said caressing his wound and kissing it, “sorry for burning you.”

Then holding his face in her hands, she pulled him down and kissed his forehead, running her fingers through his hair. She knew that pulling his head down to kiss his forehead also pushed his face closer to her boobs.

“I really am sorry” she repeated, pretending to be motherly, “is it hurting bad?”

“No, not my hand,” he said thinking of the ache in his balls.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing…never mind…uncle’s a lucky man to have you mom,” he mumbled.

“Yeah right” Deepika said “and that’s why he leaves me here by myself for weeks when he goes on business trips.”

“That’s sad. I wouldn’t leave you out of my sight for even a day if I were him,” he said.

“Awe, that’s so sweet of you to say that,” she said and kissed his forehead again, raising on my tiptoes, bringing her boobs closer to his face and letting his eyes feast on them.

As she let go of his face, he leaned in to her neck, wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her into him as he started kissing and licking her neck and down the valley between her breasts.

“Hey, what are you doing?” she said in playful shock, gently pushing him back “Feeling naughty?”

“Just showing you how much I appreciate you,” he said, “as we do in our culture by kissing someone we like.”

With that, he planted his lips on hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth.

“Hey,” she said pushing him back, “that’s how husband kiss their wives.”

“That’s the only way we kiss back home, and the only way I know to kiss.” he said kissing her again.

This time, she let his tongue find hers and returned his kiss eagerly.

She stuck her tongue out for him to suck on and then sucked on his tongue hungrily.

As the two exchanged saliva, a different kind of wetness was gushing to her other set of lips between her legs.

“You’re too sweet,” she replied when they finally broke the kiss, running her hand through his hair and around his neck, “and an excellent kisser. I haven’t been kissed like that ever. You will make some girl very happy Justin.”

“Right now, I want to make you very happy mom,” he said, clearly not satisfied yet.

He kissed and licked her all over her neck. The lame cultural excuse he had used didn’t fool anyone. His hands grabbing and squeezing her boobs while he kissed and licked every inch of exposed skin above her blouse was no way any son kissed his mom.

Deepika sighed and moaned as he kept mumbling about her beauty and sexiness between kisses and licks. Finally, acting as if she had lost control for a moment and just recovered, she pushed him away.

“This is wrong” she said but her eyes betrayed the lust and hunger she felt. Deepika’s eyes were begging him to take her, even against her wishes.

“Right or wrong, I want you mom.” he said ignoring her protests. He pulled her back to him burying his face into her cleavage. “I want to make you happy mom. Just give me one chance to show you just how happy I can make you” he said squeezing guiding her hand to the growing erection in his pants. Deepika couldn’t help the gasp that escaped her mouth.

“Oh Justin…no, please stop” she said, but pulled his head down into her breasts.

Moving her pallu aside, he kissed her all over the exposed cleavage before pulling her blouse and bra as far down as he could, exposing and kissing her dark areola.

“Uncle is so lucky to have you” he mumbled staring at her partially exposed nipple, “I want you mom…Oh God, mom, I want you so bad.”

She sighed, pushing him away from my breast.

Looking him in the eyes, she said, “thanks for saying that, but what good is luck if you don’t use it? All he wants from me is a trophy wife, not a woman to love”.

She pretended to break away from him, but he pulled her close and kissed her lips.

She pushed him back and looked at him in fake anger in her eyes and then her expression changed to sadness and hunger.

Closing her eyes, she parted her lips.

That was all the invitation he needed as he kissed her with raw hunger and passion, their tongues all but fucking each other with naked desire.

Instinct took over and her hand reached out for his crotch. He was hard inside his jeans and felt huge. She started rubbing him over his pants and he groaned with pleasure.

Turned on by her touch, he broke the kiss and started kissing her lower and lower down her body — he kissed her all over her neck, then her exposed cleavage, then both her boobs over her blouse, then all over her belly.

Once he reached the edge of her saree, he moved his attention to her feet. She leaned back against the kitchen counter as he lifted one leg.

“I want to kiss your other set of lips mom.” he said staring lustfully between her parted legs.

“Oh God, Justin,” she groaned as he licked and sucked every toe before kissing and licking her up the inside of her leg.

The higher he went up her leg, the higher up her legs her saree went. As his tongue explored her legs, her breathing got more and more ragged and she made soft moaning sounds of pleasure.

Once he reached her crotch, he rubbed her all over her panties.

“I can’t wait to bury myself deep inside you mom.” he mumbled into her pussy over her panties.

“Oh God, no,” she said moaning, “that would be so wrong.”

“But you want it in you too don’t you mom?” he said kissing her over her panties, “don’t deny it.”

“Oh yes, I do want it and what comes out of it. I want it so deep inside me Justin. I have wanted it for so long — from uncle.”

He merely smiled in reply. Moving her panties aside, he sucked her all around her pussy before licking her opening.

“Fuck mom!” he groaned into her pussy, “you taste like heaven.”

“Really?” moaned, her fingers tangled in his curly hair, pulling him into her.

“You have no idea how hard you are making me right now.”

“Let me see,” she said pushing him off her pussy and straightening her saree.

He rolled over on the bed. While he unbuckled his belt, she went to work on his zipper and then the button of his jeans.

“Oh my God,” she said as she grabbed his shaft and pulled it out of his underwear, even as he was pushing his jeans and underwear down, “that’s huge, and it is not even fully hard yet.”

“Thanks,” he said grinning, “but apparently it isn’t the biggest my ex had.”

“No?” Deepika said surprised that there could be one even bigger.

“She slept with Jai once and then broke up with me because she said he is bigger and lasts longer.”

“I can’t believe it,” she said, but thought ‘if that’s true, how I wish I could verify that, but that boy just hates me.’

“I don’t believe it either,” he said grinning, “I just think she wanted out. Her loss.”

“I want to see how much bigger it gets,” Deepika said, licking him from the base of his shaft to the tip before kissing and licking him all over his shaft, making sure every single incredible inch of got due attention and love from her hungry tongue.

She saw his ball sacks hanging below his cock, resting against his butt cheeks. They were HUGE! Each of his balls must have been the size of golf balls — which meant he was full of cum that could be hers.

She caressed each of his balls lovingly and Justin groaned as both his cock and his balls were getting stilumated.

Amazed, Deepika watched his already impressive erection grow in her hand till he was all the way erect, pointing proudly at her face, glistening precum already forming at the tip.

She sucked each of his balls making him groan in pleasure before taking the head of his shaft in her mouth and stating to stroke him.

He was easily the biggest and the most beautiful cock she had ever seen and she couldn’t wait to feel it deep inside her.

Justin kept groaning as she sucked and stroked him her tempo picking up with every suck and stroke.

“Oh Fuck,” he grunted, grabbed her face and started thrusting his hardness down her throat. Deepika gagged around his shaft at first but recovered, taking as much of him in her mouth as she could, while continuing to stroke him.

She could feel him start to twitch in her hand and mouth and knew he was close to cumming. She didn’t want it to end so soon, but he was like a raging bull in heat.

His eyes closed, he was grunting with every thrust, driving his member wildly in and out of her mouth.

She cupped his balls and squeezed gently, hoping to give him something else to think about, it just drove him over the edge.

With a loud roar, he erupted. Spurt after hot spurt of his cum flooded her mouth. She swallowed greedily, swallowing as much of his load as she could.

It took him almost a minute to empty his balls in her mouth and Deepika was sad when it stopped mainly because how soon the whole thing had ended. She had wanted to feel him inside her, but he was now spent.

“Yummm,” she said swallowing the last of his cum, “that’s the biggest load I have ever had. It’s been ages since your uncle fed me his and I needed it.”

As she got off him and stood on the bed, he clearly had other ideas.

Grabbing her saree, he pulled, stripping it right off her.

“Fuck mom, you are incredibly sexy,” he said, his eyes staring at her navel.

Burying his face into her belly, he kissed and licked Deepika all over, driving his tongue into her navel. His hands reached around her and squeezed her ass cheeks.

Still grabbing her ass, he pulled her into him. She grabbed his hair and moaned as his tongue and mouth explored every inch of her belly.

“The more I see of you,” he moaned into her belly, spreading her ass cheeks wide, “the more I want to see, kiss and lick every single inch of you mom.”

“Oh sweet boy,” she groaned as his fingers slid down her ass crack, burying her panties and inskirt deep between her ass cheeks.

At the same time, his mouth kissed her all over her pussy over her inskirt, before his tongue went deep inside her navel, “flattery will get you everywhere you want to go.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere. I want to come and that too deep inside you mom,” he said staring at and rubbing her pussy area over her inskirt.

“In my pussy?” she asked, her eyes going wide, “without a condom?”

“For starters, yes. And I hate condoms.” Lifting one leg, he placed her foot on his shoulder while continuing to rub her pussy over her inskirt.

“Actually, I don’t like them either, but they have their uses don’t you think. Forget that, do you like eating pussy?”

“Yours, I would love to.”

“Then here’s the deal. Your uncle doesn’t like to eat me,” she lied, “do eat me to orgasm and I will let you cum wherever you want to.”

“Oh fuck mom,” he said and proceeded to kiss and lick her ankle, moving higher and higher up her leg, lifting her inskirt as he licked her up her leg.

Before long, he was right up in her groin, licking biting and kissing high up the inside of her thighs and all along the edge of her panties in the valley between her legs and pussy.

Her pussy was already dripping wet and Justin was teasing her kissing, licking and biting her everywhere except where she wanted his mouth and tongue the most.

“Stop teasing me Justin,” she groaned trying to guide his mouth to her pussy.

He lifted her and set her on the kitchen counter. Getting on his knees, he grabbed her panties and pulled them down.

This was the point of no return, and if she let him strip her naked and eat her, he knew he would be fucking her today.

Once her panties came off — already soaked with her wetness — he smelled them, before tossing them aside.

He lifted her inskirt above her hips and spread her legs wide, his eyes locked on her shaved pussy, glistening with her own wetness. For someone more than twice his age, her pussy seemed to be as tight as that of a teenager — or at least that’s what it seemed like as he admired her naked womanhood.

He licked her from the base of her opening to the top before taking her pussy in his mouth and driving his tongue into her.

Her pussy was dripping wet and he felt his cock starting to stir as he licked her nectar from her depths.

Deepti was moaning and groaning, grabbing his hair and pulling his mouth into her. Before long, she was thrusting her hips in rhythm with him, driving her pussy into her mouth.

“Oh God, don’t stop Justin, don’t stop,” she kept moaning as he felt her body cascading towards an inevitable orgasm.

“Cum in my mouth mom,” he moaned into her pussy, “I want to taste your cum.”

“Oh yes, oh God, yes,” she groaned, her orgasm just around the corner.

She erupted with a scream when he sucked on her swollen clit, driving her over the edge. Her pussy erupted in a fountain, feeding him her squirts and he lapped her juices right out of her pussy.

He kept eating her and she kept squirting in his mouth for what felt like an eternity as wave after wave of orgasm rocked her body.

“WOW! Mom!!!” he said licking his lips and wiping her cum off his mouth when her orgasm finally passed, “that was delicious.”

“You really liked it?” she said, panting hard, “you are incredible Justin. I’ve never cum like that before.”

“Are you kidding me?” he said, “I could so get addicted to your cum. You taste so heavenly, I am hard again.”

“Take me to bed.” she said smiling and caressing his face, “if you want to cum inside me.”

He carried her effortlessly and headed to his bedroom.

“Not there,” she said pointing towards where her bedroom was, “I want you to take me to my bed.”

His erection grew at the prospect of fucking her in the bed where uncle fucked her.

“I want to see you naked,” he said when they reached the bedroom and proceeded to strip off her blouse, bra and inskirt. While he was stripping her, she stripped him naked.

Once they were naked, she pushed him on the bed and went to work on his rapidly growing erection.

“We can feed each other,” he said as she took his cock in her mouth and started stroking him.

Turning her around, he positioned her so he could eat her pussy while she sucked and stroked him.

As he started licking her pussy, she was amazed at how quickly he grew to full hardness. She couldn’t believe a guy could go hard so soon after cumming.

Once he was all the way hard, she could barely get the head of his cock in her mouth and her fingers barely touched around his girth.

She had to use both her hands to stroke him and felt his tongue and lips work their magic on her pussy.

As she sucked him, she hoped he wouldn’t cum in her mouth like he had before. She wanted to feel his hardness deep inside her. She need not have worried though.

As he ate her pussy closer and closer to an orgasm, she could not longer focus on sucking his cock.

She screamed an animal scream as her body got rocked by another orgasm and she erupted in his mouth.

“Oh Mom, you are so sweet,” he mumbled into her pussy gulping down her nectar fountain hungrily.

“Oh Fuck!!!” she gasped, panting heavily and collapsed on top of him, “that was incredible.”

“Not nearly done yet mom,” he said climbing over her and wrapping his mouth around one of her nipples sucking it like a baby.

He grabbed a breast and squeezed hard making her moan with pleasure.

He ate one breast, then the other, sucked one nipple for minutes making it hard before doing the same with the other.

He was treating her breasts to experiences they were deprived of for months.

By now, he was rock hard and aching to bury his hardness into her depths. “I want to put it in you Mom, I want to cum in your pussy.” he said kissing her sopping wet pussy lovingly.

“I thought you’d never ask,” she said smiling and rolled off him.

He mounted her like the bull he was and thrust his pole deep into her dripping wet pussy.

“Oh god yes, take me” she screamed.

He pounded her wildly for what seemed like hours and she came again just before he screamed, tensed and exploded deep inside her.

Totally spent, he lay on her, sucking her nipple lovingly as she caressed his face, running her fingers through his hair, letting him calm down. Eventually, she drifted off to a sleep of pure contentment.


When she woke up, she saw Jai standing naked next to the bed staring at her naked body, stroking himself. His cock, a bit smaller than Justin’s but wider.

Before she could realize what was happening, he pounced on her, turning her on her belly and entering her ass from behind.

Immediately, he started thrusting hard and fast.

Her body responded instinctively, her anal muscles contracting, gripping and pulling him into her.

Closing her eyes, let her body enjoy the sensations as she was being conquered by her step-son.

He drilled her ass mercilessly for close to ten minutes. The harder he fucked her, the more she enjoyed it.

When she screamed and came in a squirting orgasm after ten minutes of hard fucking, Jai screamed emptying his seed deep inside her ass.

When he pulled out she lay there, eyes closed for a few minutes, recovering from her orgasm and not believing that what seemed like a dry week had already turned into explosive breeding session with two bulls.

She smiled in contentment and opened her eyes, only to see Justin standing next to Jai, looking at her with naked lust in his eyes.

She patted the bed next to her, inviting him to join her. Jai watched as his friend got in bed naked next to his step-mom whom he had just fucked anally out of pure hatred.

He watched as Deepika climbed on to of his friend and kissed his naked body starting with his mouth, down his torso and nipples till she reached his crotch.

Then she took one of his balls in her mouth and sucked it. She had decided she would give him a blow-job to quench his hunger because she wasn’t sure her pussy could withstand another cock pounding. She sucked his balls, while giving him a hand-job before sucking his rod hungrily and caressing his nuts lovingly.

But he had other ideas. After letting her suck on his manhood for a few minutes, he took over.

Tossing her on the bed on my belly, he grabbed and lifted her hips, entering her from behind. She gasped and screamed as he thrust like an engine into her.

He pounded her for an unbelievable twenty minutes in different positions making her have another earth-shattering orgasm before filling her pussy with another load of his seed.

By the time he was done, Jai was hard again and ready to destroy her butt-hole for a second time.

The two of them took turns fucking Deepika again and again. She got absolutely no respite or mercy.

Sometimes one by one, and at other times together, the two teenage hunks used her body and filled all her holes repeatedly all through the day and then throughout the night.

She had taken 10 loads of sperm in her pussy, four in her butt-hole and had swallowed each of the boys twice at least.

When they finally decided to go to bed, she was completely used, filled and spent. Before they left me like a used toy, they thanked me and promised to return with more surprises.


For three days and three nights, they kept taking her again and again — till her husband returned home from his work trip.

That day, the two friends had planned to go on a cross-country sight-seeing trip before returning to the UK.

Before they left, they handed her a flash drive.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“Oh just something I also mailed dad at his work address and uploaded to the web. There are over 100 clips of you getting thoroughly fucked in all holes by your step-son and his friend. Every one is a full length video ending in loads of cum flooding deep inside you and leaking out of you. Going by your expressions, you are enjoying every moment of it and asking for more. I bet dad is going to love watching. Good luck with your business and your marriage.” Jai said.

Her throat went dry and hands started shaking. How did they do it? When had they installed cameras? She couldn’t believe this was happening.

As she just stood there frozen, Justin slapped and squeezed her ass cheek hard and said, “I thoroughly enjoyed it — mom — and will enjoy watching the videos when I get back home.”

Laughing the two friends high-fived and left the house.

Her world had come crashing down on her. The opportunist gold digger had just dug her own grave.

THE END

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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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DesiDreamer

I am single, male and live in California, USA. Originally from Mumbai, I have traveled around the world. I am a successful professional and this site is just my creative expression and not a commercial endeavor. It lets me express my secret hopes, desires and imagination through words and images.

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  1. saul hakim says:

    Hi buddy.. love to see more family taboo stories..

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