Incest sex family adventures | XXX Indian sex story Part I

Hey guys! This XXX Indian sex story titled “Incest sex family adventures” has been submitted to us by one one of our female readers. She has requested this to be posted on FSI. So here it goes, continuing her narration in her own words! Hello, pkresurs-spb.ru readers! First, let me tell you about myself. I am a married girl since 4 years and aging around 30. I have one kid of 3 years. I have been living in Mumbai since marriage. I am living in rented flat which is in a posh area. I have been living here happily and adjusted to the humid environment so quickly. I do all household chores. My husband who used to work in Mumbai, nowadays for better opportunities and permanent residency to use, he moved to Dubai for some month. He is working there. We used to talk every day over social media platform. He works his ass off to get the change for us to settle in Dubai and I support him fully.

I enrolled my kid in local school here and always went to pick and drop him. He was one of the reasons because I was staying here otherwise I would have gone to my hometown. He is my eye candy and I always linger around him. He always makes me busy. I was enjoying everything with him. Deep down inside, pangs of separation of my husband were pestering me. It was vexing me totally. I have never known the suffering of separation. If I had known this, I would not have allowed him to move out. For me, it was difficult to catch the sleep without him. Whenever he was lying on my side, I would always cuddle him and wrap his head around my arm. He used to kiss all around my neck then on my cheek and on my lips. We used to have long kisses tasting each other saliva. Then Often he lowered down himself and swallowing whole my boobs one by one. He used to devour it and drenched it with saliva. For me, it was always ultimate pleasure filled with lots of moaning and screaming. He always kind of adored me. But now since he moved to Dubai, I was sort of struggling to cope up with me. I could handle myself but part of me always paining me and reminding of my husband.

One night, my son named “Golu” was crying so much. I was trying to pacifying him. I played the song on TV and also took him the balcony. But he was not having a chance to stop crying. I asked Golu, why are you crying? He said he wants chocolate cake. I said, it is dead of night, how could I bring the chocolate? Let me take you in my lap? Do not cry. You are my good son. After 10 min, I lay on the bed with him. He was not asleep just watching the ceiling. Few minutes after, I felt something on the left breast. I moved my head little up and saw Golu’s hand was there. I asked Golu, What do you want my baby? He said he was hungry by lowering my blouse. I understood but I was surprised. I already stopped milking him long before. How Come he now wanted it? I scolded him and lay down straight. In few moments, I felt bad for my son. I turned on the left side and pushed my one hand under my blouse and took out the boob. I put my nipple on his lips and he started sucking. I was wondering that I did not have milk on boob right now but what he was sucking? I was sure he was not finding the milk. Two minutes passed, he was still sucking and I did not mind that. I was lost in some thoughts while thinking about my husband.

When I came to my senses, it felt me it had been already 15 minutes and I could not know. Did I enjoy my son sucking? How come 15 minutes passed and I did not know. I smiled and it happened because my hubby was not with me for few months. I suddenly got up and first lowered my sari and then unbuttoned the blouse and threw it. Now I was in the bra but also I threw my bra. Now I was half naked. My boobs were out and free. I touched my both boobs one by one and found that both were tight and nipples were erect. I found it strange. I looked at Golu. Is this you? Your sucking made my nipples hard. My nipples were poking outside and it was pointed out. I had a little smile and looked at Golu. I thought Golu you made my nipples hard and now you suck it more. I lay down on the left side facing Golu. I pulled Golu little and gave my nipple in his mouth. He started sucking slowly and on the other hand, I started pressing my right boob. It continued for 10 minutes.

During all these time, my eyes were closed. I was feeling sensations. Now I lifted him and made him lay on my boobs. Now he was sucking right boobs and then left boobs. I was feeling little relieved. I gave the kiss on his cheek and he started laughing. Seeing his laugh, I again kissed him and his laugh was getting louder. I was feeling that much happiness after a long time. I kissed him on his lips and moaned Golu. He laughed again. It became a game for us. Now I said Golu, take out your tongue. He did so and I slurped his tongue with my tongue. Now my kisses turned lusty. More than he was enjoying, I was enjoying more. I cuddled him hard and that his mouth got stuck between my boobs. Holding both boobs, I started punching him. I was smiling in my mind he is so much like his dad. I got some sort of happy moment and I have been passing my days like that. New few days, I got a call from home and my dad would be visiting us.

I picked up my dad from the railway station and came to flat. Also these times, Golu was troubling me with his touches. It was all fine because he is my little son. Once we were home, Golu started playing with my dad. Dad and I had the usual conversation about home and husband working in Dubai.
Dad – Gudiya, you son is too naughty and so mischievous. You don’t scold him. It seems.
Gudiya- What happened papa? Is he troubling him?
Dad: – Nope, He is pinching me all over my body and then he is running away.
Gudiya – I am laughing. He is like that only.
Now Dad and I were sipping the tea in evening. He examined me all over and gave a little smile. I lowered my eyes for one sec and then asked what happened? “Nothing just I feel you are managing everything here and running the house. You have taken the responsibility well.” Dad said. I said, “Everyone does that, I am not special“. We both laughed. Dad asked “Do you have any problem regarding money or anything?. “No Dad !! all of this are just fine,” I said. “Ohhh means you will not ask for anything to me” Dad commented. I have everything. I am fine dad. “So When you need anything, will you let me know” Dad questioned me. I nodded my head with a smile. Yeap Sure, I will ask you everything. I teased.

Dad opened his bag and took out some clothes for me and Golu. As soon as Golu had the clothes, he started changing it. He took off all the clothes in the moment of excitement of new clothes, he started wearing it. He was naked. Then suddenly my dad commented, “ Hi Nanga, sharam nahi aati hai?” ( hey you naked, do you feel shame). Golu only smiled him. I looked at him and smiled. Then he took out Sari with blouse and petticoat. What my dad was taking out one by one and taking the name of clothes, I was smiling and not looking at him. He handed over me and asked about that? I said Nice. It looks good.
Now, dad was settled and watching TV. I felt also relieved as now dad was here and at least I would not be bothered. We had the habit of conversing. Our time was passing well. One day passed with only knowing about family members and relatives.

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