Double Dhamaka : Diwali Special – Part 1

Hi friends! I hope that you all had a very great Diwali this year. Mine was amazing too! I thought to write about it as well and help you relieve what I did on Diwali. Read and shag! Don’t forget to mail me at [email protected].

It was a Wednesday morning. 11th November, 2015. I was still in bed, fast asleep. It’s the time of the winters and winter brings good morning sleep. I was still nude from the last night sex with my daughter’s boyfriend. The quilt was covering my body except the half of my right boob which was still exposed.

Somebody climbed my bed. He looked at my face and the rest of what he could see. I sensed him and turned to my right. At once I was surprised, but then a smile flashed on my face. I bit my lips. He smiled too.

He came down and gave me a peck on my lips. The peck converted into kiss. The kiss converted into smooch. The smooch converted into licks. I didn’t know when our tongues were playing hide and seek with each other and were exploring each other’s mouths. I was holding him by his neck while he was resting his hand on my tits which were fully exposed by then.

He helped me sit down without breaking our deep kiss and his hands shuffled between my 38D boobs. My nipples had grown hard from his touch. I removed the quilt covering the remaining of my body and went on my knees. After removing his grey shirt, I licked on his chest while my tits were touching his stomach. I kissed his nipples and moved on to his belly bottom. I removed his pant and as usual, he was not wearing his underwear.

He held my head and guided me to his hardened 7 inched cock. I looked at his dick. It had been 20 years I have been riding that cock but still I felt hungry by looking at it. I remembered how the time had flown since I had first ridden that cock on our first night ceremony.

I remembered how I was feeling shy that day and wondered how foolish I was to fear of this monster. I didn’t know that time about the joy it had brought in my life and the pleasures I was unaware of.

I licked on the tip of it. Siddharth removed my hair to the other side which were coming on my face. I held his cock in my right hand while my left elbow rest on the bed. He was kneeling in front of me while I licked his tool from bottom to top. I was fully engrossed in the blowjob while he played with my hair which were set loose.

Soon he got into motion. He held my head and was mouth fucking me. The slurpy sound of licking and sucking filled the atmosphere and the feeling of lust was high in both of us. After all, it was over a month we had fucked last.

“Ohh Malvika! You do this so good…”, He moaned.

My right hand and my lips were doing wonders on his cock. It was quite visible from his eyes. He was clean. I sucked his balls one by one to tease him. He slowed down and made me sit on my knees again. We indulged in a deep smooch while his dick touched the outskirts of my pussy. I sucked his upper lip and then moved on to the lower one. He bit my lower lip and chewed on it.

I lied down on my back and he came over me. He slipped out a condom from his pant.

“Why this condom, baby?” I enquired.

“I know you are fucking a lot these days. Who knows if…?” I was kind of shocked.

“You think I am infected?” I replied with a question.

“Who knows?” He answered.

Before I could say something, he thrusted his tongue in my mouth. I spread my legs and he came between my thighs. He licked two of his fingers and inserted them in my clit. I gasped at once. I did the same with my fingers.

He entered me slowly, while raising both of my legs in his hands on the sides. I quenched the pillow with both of my hands while his monster explored the deeps and shallows of my pussy. The speed got increased and the tempo of my moans too. The sounds of “Aaahhh”, “Oh yeahhh” “Fuck me hard” could be heard in the room. He held one of my tit (I don’t remember which one) and kept on fucking.

He kissed me to slow down my moans but it was a failed effort. My moans couldn’t be stopped. It seemed as if the world was moving with the sways and swings of our fucking scenario. The bed was in full motion. I was reaching the orgasm. I rested my head upwards while he kept on fucking. Soon I reached the orgasm but he slowed down the speed as he didn’t want to release so early.

We got into the “doggy” pose. It was my favorite pose and his too. After all, we had learnt the lessons of ‘Kamasutra’ together. His hands rested on my waist while his cock fiercely entered my vagina from behind. I rested my hands on the bed. After a few thrusts, an “Aaahhh” escaped my mouth. With every such “Aaahhhh’s” he was slowing down as it he was about to cum.

“I am going to cum, Mali.” He confirmed.

“Wait…let me drink na.”

I did a 360 at once and swallowed his cock. He mouthfucked me and I gulped down every inch of his cum.

“Its very precious. Better not to waste any.” I winked at him.

“You have a grown a lot slutty from the last time, my bitch.”
“Thank you, Your grace.” I giggled.

He lied down beside me and looked satisfied. After all, he had just fucked Malvika. How can he not look satisfied? He kissed me again and we talked about his trip and stuffs.

“You met Riya?” I asked.

“No. Not yet. It will be a surprise for her.”

“Ok. I have to make breakfast. Let me go.” I wore my nighty which was there on the floor since the last night and moved to the kitchen area.

Soon I prepared bread-omelet for the breakfast and called for Riya. She came, still nude from the last night I guess.

“Beta, kuch pahan to leti?” I enquired.

“Kya Mom, Its Diwali. Chill out.” She gave me a morning hug and sat down for the breakfast.

Siddhartha listened her and came to the dining area.

“Good morning Riya.” He called her.

“Hey Dad! When did you come?” She was surprised to see him, and moreover his hardened tool.

“Few minutes ago, daughter.” He looked wittingly at her, and rather her 34C tits.

“I guess you both made out just now, haven’t you Dad?”

“Yeah baby. Your mom is so horny, you know.”

“Oh I see. And what about me, Dad.”

“Beta, you are flowering well.”

“Just well??”

“Ahaa. You tits remind me of those days when Malvika was young and had firm round tits like you.”

“You wanna relive those days?”

“Why not beta?”

“Oh Dad…” She left her breakfast and ran towards him. He carried her in his arms and kissed her.

I couldn’t help but looked at them. That awkward way when a daughter played with her father’s dick and that awkward manner when a father ate on his daughter’s tits. They were so engrossed in each other that they couldn’t wait to go to the bed. They lied down on the floor itself.

The entry of Ishan broke the ice. Ishan was her boyfriend. On hearing their voices, he was awake from his sleep.

“What uncle? She is my girlfriend? You can’t fuck her.” He looked aghast.

They were angry at getting disturbed.

“Ya I know. She is my daughter as well. You can fuck my wife if you want, as a compensation.”

“Can I fuck Malvika aunty?”

“Of course beta.” I spoke while I held his 6 inched half-throbbing cock in my hands.

“See…this slut. Couldn’t even wait.”

We burst into a laughter as we prepared ourselves for another session. This time it was a Double Dhamaka.

To be continued…

Double Dhamaka : Diwali Special – Part 1