When Fucking Anjan And Janani Became Routine – Part 8 free porn video
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It has been three weeks since Anjan, Janani and I started our fucking games, and we were insatiable. Janani took especial joy in crushing our balls whenever she got a chance to, and we loved drinking piss as much as we could. However, we had the sense to use condoms after a couple of days into fucking Janani – she made us lick it out before throwing it out every time; and we loved it! The second weekend – the one before our exams – we almost got caught.
A little background would help though so here goes. As Janani’s cuntslave, I became addicted to her body and her piss within a day. I kept going to their place everyday. And since the first day of the fuck sessions with Janani, I made it a point to hug their mom in the morning before she left for work, and tell her she is gorgeous. She too got used to it by now and even enjoyed the attention she was getting, unaware that I would love to fuck her till she screamed herself hoarse. I even started flirting with her a bit – things like telling her she looks sexy and I should marry her and making her giggle etc. But she assumed I’m just like a son to her and never made too much of it – so much the better for me, as I enjoyed feeling her against myself!
Our routine till the weekend was the same – Anjan and I would fuck and suck and piss and completely enjoy each other, Janani would turn up after lectures and own our balls, make us lick her till she came, then each of us would get a hole and double penetrate her till we came, we’ll then sleep, then have some more threesome sex, do crazy shit like trying to freeze our piss and put the ice cubes in our mouth and let it melt etc. And then the weekend turned up, bringing with it Janani and Anjan’s parents at home itself.
Obviously I had to turn up lest they get suspicious as to why I wasn’t coming over during a weekend while I was there the whole week. Anjan and I quickly ran to his room and locked the door and started undressing ourselves. We figured having sex with Janani was out of the question, but we weren’t going to let ourselves not fuck each other. Before we could even get my tee off though, Janani knocked on the door. I hurriedly pulled my tee back on and we opened the door to let her in. She walked in as though she was looking for something and sneakily closed the door with her foot.
She grabbed my neck with her hand and tightened it till I could barely breathe. Anjan was smart enough and fell to his knees and started licking and kissing her feet muttering, “mistress” over and over again. Janani waited till my breathing became laboured and then said, “ottha thevidiya. If either of you come before I do while I’m around, I will ensure you never ever do. Purinjithada mairu pudingi?” She slapped my face thrice, kicked Anjan away, and kicked my balls making me bend over gasping air in. Dejected, we sat in Anjan’s room and studied a bit that day, frustrated and blueballed.
At lunch time, I offered to help their mom lay out the table, which neither of them do anyway. Their mom thanked me, and I took the opportunity to let my frustrated and horny eyes soak up her sexy, saree draped body up close. I even took the opportunity to lightly graze my hand on her ass a couple of times when passing each other. She didn’t even notice it, or must have assumed it to be accidental – I was like a son to her after all! But that was nothing compared to what Janani did next. I was setting the table and their mom was finishing cooking something in the kitchen. Their dad was sitting on the couch in the hall and reading the newspaper. Janani just walked up to me from behind, turned me around holding my shoulders and kissed me squarely on the lips while squeezing my crotch with her hand.
I was freaked out of my wits!! Their mom wouldn’t have been able to see it from the kitchen but their dad could very well have. She coolly walked away after the kiss while I looked around flustered, desperately trying to act nonchalant. Fortunately, their dad seemed engrossed in his book and didn’t notice our kiss.
Once I regained my cool, I decided to take revenge! I walked up to Janani, landed a tight slap on her ass and stuck my tongue down her throat in a crazy french kiss. Her mom couldn’t hear the sound of the slap over the sound of the vessels and her dad only moved a little, hardly disturbed by the sound of the slap. We broke our make-out session as we heard their mom come back into the dining hall from the kitchen and we took our seats as their mom called their dad, who also joined us.
We spent the most of the rest of the day studying, though we did grope, fondle and kiss Janani every chance we got. And though Janani still doesn’t know of it, we gave each other a few handjobs also. Anjan initiated it by unzipping and doing mine. “If they never caught us before, they aren’t going to now” he said, smirking. I agreed, unzipping him.
The Sunday too went similarly, with Janani and I openly making out before lunch. I found it ridiculous that their dad was so engrossed in his book that he can’t see us behaving like animals right behind him! I figured old age made him less aware and just enjoyed slapping Janani’s ass every now and then. In fact, when I walked in, Anjan’s mom pouted cutely and teasingly asked, “Rendu naala you haven’t been complimenting me. Ennaachu? Lost interest in the old lady?” and winked.
To be continued unless you guys feel I shouldn’t. Comments welcome at
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