People had such irrational fears and hang-ups about incest that he instinctively knew he was better off avoiding any discussion of it. Both his favorite women trusted him implicitly and knew that he would never let any loose talk or rumor destroy the sexual intimacy all of them valued so much and enjoyed so often. It was also helpful that his friends were too busy with their amorous pursuits to show more than a casual interest in his love life. They assumed he had a girlfriend somewhere and left it at that.
Raghu did not envy his friends and often found himself thinking how unlucky they were. My buddies can keep their girlfriends… most of them will never get to be as lucky as I am right now. I’m so glad I’m going home to a mother and aunt who are just approaching the peak of their sexual hunger…, he often mused.
Fascinated by incest for as long as he could remember, he had no qualms about cuckolding his father and uncle. “If they’re fool enough to leave such fine, hot-blooded women to pursue some floozy, they don’t deserve better!” he liked to tell himself as he regarded his mother and aunt with a love and longing that he knew would remain strong forever.
Totally smitten by both women, Raghu was glad that they had given him the exclusive privilege of attending to their sexual needs. With their thick waists flaring out to big, full buttocks that jiggled and strained against the confines of their sarees and heavy boobs that threatened to spill out of their blouses as they went about their daily routines, his mother and aunt were cock-stiffening sex goddesses who expected and enjoyed total devotion from their virile, young playmate.
But Raghu did not take their sexual favors for granted.
Well aware that both women could be tempted to use their new-found sexual freedom to seek out other young men as companions, he was more than happy to do whatever he could to maintain his status as their favorite toy boy.
To begin with, he was always attentive to their needs outside the bedroom, running errands and taking care of chores that other men would balk at. Both women liked to have Raghu massage them lovingly or comb out their long, thick tresses. They also enjoyed it immensely when he carefully shaved their plump pussy lips and depilated the hair around their puckered buttholes, because he always finished off such a delicate task with some very satisfying cunnilingus and analingus.
Saroja and Nirmala also loved the fact that their young stud spent nearly all the money he earned working part-time as a disc jockey buying presents for them.
Raghu always found some excuse to give his mother or aunt another expensive gift that made them squeal in delight and half-heartedly remonstrate him for being so wasteful.
Raghu’s response to their heartfelt appreciation was usually the same. He would eagerly hug and kiss either woman as he casually lifted up their sarees to gently frig their moist, mature cunts before licking their juices off his fingers with great relish. “The most expensive gift in the world can’t compare to what my beloved mother and aunt give me so generously!” he would say smiling as they regarded him with a mixture of mock surprise and flattered amusement.
Raghu need not have worried that his two favorite women would look elsewhere for sexual thrills. Increasingly addicted to his sensual lovemaking and flattered by his sincere desire to please them, Saroja and Nirmala had no intention of risking their carefully cultivated facade of middle-class respectability for a few thrills in bed with other men who would not be as discreet, or as well attuned to their sexual desires as Raghu was.
Having cast off constricting taboos long ago, both women gave free rein to their desire for physical intimacy when they were alone with their virile, young playmate at home, or in equally private places elsewhere. Raghu loved to hear his mother or aunt ask him saucily if he had enough ‘milk’ to satisfy her ‘thirst’ while playing with his huge prick or gently squeezing his big balls!
Like mares in heat eager to be serviced by their favorite stallion, both women moaned happily in horny anticipation as
Raghu lovingly nibbled, kissed, fondled, fingered and undressed them gently before leading them to the nearest couch, bed or thickly carpeted floor for some passionate pumping!
More practiced in the art of fucking than most young men of his age, Raghu was skilled at controlling his ejaculation for as long as his mother or aunt desired — which meant he only let himself go after either woman experienced many strong orgasms during their passionate couplings. Saroja and
Nirmala loved fucking in a variety of positions, but enjoyed it the most when Raghu serviced them in the missionary position or from behind, lying side by side with either of them.
They also liked to have him lie on his back, cupping and squeezing their big buttocks as they rode him cowgirl-style.
In short, they favored any position which allowed their hungry, mature cunts to enjoy more of the succulent young cock they craved so much! Raghu could never get enough of the thrill of hearing his mother or aunt moan with unbridled lust, imploring him not to come too soon and spoil her fun as he leisurely stuffed and stretched her hungry pussy with his swollen rod!
Ejaculating deep inside either woman after a hot and loving fuck session was an incredible high that usually left
Raghu feeling light-headed and lost for many minutes. It was sheer bliss when his mother and aunt doubled up their plump thighs, their big, full buttocks lifting off the bed to make sure his grateful cock was buried deep inside them as he lavishly creamed their sperm-nourished wombs with his hot seed.
Now and then, they also asked him to pull out just before he came — to ensure that their hungry lips were firmly wrapped around his throbbing cock as his creamy and nourishing man milk flow down their greedy, gulping throats. As a well-sucked and well-fucked young man who never had to waste time looking for sex elsewhere, Raghu was eternally grateful that his mother and aunt shared his belief that the pleasures of incest were the sweetest.
Chapter Six
When her daughter Mohini finished boarding school to go to college in her home town, Nirmala lost no time getting her handsome nephew get better acquainted with his cousin sister. She had been thinking about her daughter’s future and knew exactly how to secure it.
In many parts of India, marriage between first cousins was encouraged as a common practice to preserve cultural values and familial wealth through several generations.
Mohini had matured into a nubile young woman who was naturally curious about sex. Nirmala decided it was better for everyone concerned if she was introduced to the pleasures of sex by her 19 year old cousin brother before she got into trouble with the wrong men.
She was also aware that her 18 year old daughter had a big crush on her good-looking cousin. It would be easy for them to fall in love… and get married in the near future.
Mohini couldn’t ask for a better husband than her cousin brother. He was well on his way to becoming a successful young man who would easily keep his wife satisfied in bed.
Unlike many women, Nirmala also knew she would have no problems getting along with her future son-in-law.
Thinking of her future relationship with her nephew made her shiver in lustful anticipation. I’ve no doubt Raghu will desire me just as much after I become his mother-in-law… When my daughter is not in the mood for sex, I definitely expect him to take off my panties and fill me with beautiful, big cock… ooohhh… oooohfh…! Just the thought of being fucked lovingly by a nephew who also happens to be my son-in-law makes me soooo wet…! she mused, reaching between her legs to finger her aroused cunt.
Raghu had a great time introducing his cousin sister to the pleasures of sex. At 18, she was still a virgin who had managed to avoid her friends’ sexual misadventures. Without proper guidance, many of them were unable to avoid unwanted pregnancies and hushed up abortions.