Taming the Lineman
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“Rajaaaa!” her yell came again. It jangled my nerves. It was none else than my mom, Shobha Roy, a divorced woman aged forty-seven years. Mom has the most annoying capacity to get on the nerves of a guy as cool as ice. My father had divorced her precisely for that reason. No man can tolerate a whining woman day after day. As long as he stayed with us, I was somewhat protected. But after he left us to marry the young, sexy Surabhi, I was left all alone to face the brunt of mom’s perpetual whining. Of course, mom had managed to wangle a large amount of money, the house and some other property from my father as her divorce consideration or alimony. But she was never satisfied with anything. A strand of hair out of place would annoy her and she would start to complain. After the divorce, she had become even noisier.
At the time she was yelling at me, I was thumbing through the pages of an old issue of Playboy magazine in my bedroom, hungrily ogling at the photos of sexy nudes. I am a young man of twenty years and have not had any sexual experience with women. Masturbation after seeing photos of sexy nude women in sex magazines was the only method of sexual release I had known till then. I already had a stiff erection seeing the Playboy nude photos and was planning to masturbate, when she yelled. It spoiled the build up for a grand release of spurt after spurt of thick semen from my cock at the loving caress of my hands. “Bitch,” I muttered under my breathe. Mom had called me no less than twenty times earlier that morning and all for flimsy reasons. All the same, I unlocked my bedroom door to hear what she had to say.
Mom is a short, petite woman. She is extremely fair in complexion and a little on the fatter side. She is not obscenely fat, but pleasantly plump. Her breasts are two large globes with deep brown nipples. They sag slightly under their weight, but do not droop. The melons bounce around playfully when she walks fast. She has large, fat buttocks or gaand. They sway alluringly when she moves around. She wears extremely short sleeveless blouses, which exposes the deep cleavage of her large boobs and her back and arms. Mom tucks her saree an inch and a half below her navel. At home she wears transparent nighties with no bra underneath, thereby giving a good view of her mammoth mammaries. She has a sexy face with large almond eyes and luscious sexy lips. Her hair is shoulder length and dyed in burgundy color. Had she not been screaming throughout the day, she could easily have become the object of my fantasy during masturbation.
I have a friend named Altaf. He is a Muslim and a very big guy. Over six feet tall, he has a big muscular body. Although he is actually five years older than me, we have become fast friends and share our secrets. Altaf has fucked a lot of women in our locality, mostly bhabis or boudis, as they are known in Bengali. He told me stories about each one of his sexual conquests. One day we were having beer at his house where he lived alone and chatting on sexual topics. I was not in a good mood having had a lot of altercations with mom that day. When he wanted to know as to why I was glum, I told him the reason. Altaf was aware about my mother’s nature. He was very sympathetic to my plight.
“You know Raja, your mom is soar because she gets no sex. She is a Hastini woman and has a huge sexual appetite. I am sure that your father could not satisfy her sexual desire,” Altaf said in a matter of fact manner.
“How do you know?” I asked.
“I have fucked a lot of women. I can read their sexual hunger from their eyes. Your mom’s eyes clear display raw sexual hunger. A good fuck would cure her temper. I would dearly love to screw your sexy mom,” Altaf replied expertly. I was ignorant on such matters and accepted the opinion of a sexually experienced guy without reservation.
One Sunday, Altaf came to our house in the evening. He had brought a bottle of whiskey and a packet of fried chicken. As mom had gone out for shopping and would not return in an hour, we could enjoy the whisky and fried chicken in our house without any disturbance. We were drinking and chatting in my bedroom and were generally in a good mood. After drinking for an hour or so, the whiskey made our spirits soar and we were not in total control of ourselves.
We had nearly finished the bottle, when mom suddenly came and stood on the doorway. She stared at us with angry eyes. She was dressed in an orange colored transparent chiffon saree and a sleeveless, backless choli. She wore orange high heel slippers and a matching orange bag was slung from her shoulder. Even her lipstick and nail polish was a shade of orange. An orange bindi adorned her forehead. Her soft, fat white belly with its deep navel was enticingly exposed. She looked like an expensive whore.
In our excitement, I had forgotten to bolt the front door and was now facing the consequences.
First, she went and bolted the the door to the main entrance. Next, she went to her bedroom to keep her shopping bags. We were too drunk and perplexed to even move from our seats.
Returning to my bedroom, mom started to hurl abuse after abuse at us. “You two useless fellows, wasting your parents’ hard earned money on wine. You should be ashamed of yourself…,” she continued with her unending screaming.
“Aunty, we are sorry. We will never do it again. Please stop now,” Altaf begged.
“How dare you ask me to stop? Here you are drinking whiskey in my house and expect me to keep silent? You are a real shameless fellow, Altaf,” mom screamed at Altaf.
“So you will not stop screaming?” Altaf asked in a cold voice.
“No. I see you are threatening me. I will kick you out of my house, you dog,” mom shouted back at Altaf in a hoarse voice.
“I know how to make you stop,” saying this, Altaf left his chair in a flash and grabbed mom with his huge muscular arms. Lifting her off the floor with his arms he took mom to her bedroom and put her on the bed. I followed them to mom’s bedroom, too numb to react.
“What are you doing Altaf? Leave me. Leave the house immediately. I am ordering you,” mom screamed.
“No way aunty, I am not leaving now. I will give you what you desperately require,” saying this, he grabbed mom’s head with his hands and pressed his own lips on her luscious lips and sucked them vigorously.
Mom was groaning as Altaf locked his lips on mom’s lips. His tongue probed the insides of her sexy mouth and she was choking. Altaf’s hands were now opening the clips of mom’s skimpy blouse. Although she tried to resist, mom was no match for Altaf’s brutal strength. In a moment the blouse came off and after that her black bra. Altaf took one of the boobs with his hand and squeezed it hard. Mom shrieked in pain, “Aaaah…aah…!”
But Altaf was unrelenting. He pinched her nipples and she winced in pain. Leaving her lips, he put his mouth on each of her nipples in turn. Tugging the nipples with his lips, he ran his tongue around the fat, grape like brown nipples. His fervent kissing had triggered the passion button in her and she was now having the sensation of sexual pleasure.
Having brought her under his control, Altaf quickly disrobed mom quickly by untying her saree and pulling off her panty. Mom lay on the bed with her white, fleshy, heavenly body fully nude. Altaf started to plant kisses on every nook and corner of mom’s heavenly body. Small sighs of pleasure escaped her lips. His hands ran on her thighs and slowly moved towards her shaved puffy cunt. He inserted one finger into the slit of her pussy, which was already dripping wet with juices. Mom bucked as if she had been electrocuted as Altaf’s fingers started to play with her clitoris. She was now pulsating with long denied sexual pleasure as Altaf’s finger probed the insides of her tight juicy pussy. “Aaah..aaahhhaaa…Oh my God…Oh…!” she moaned in ecstasy.
All along I had been standing and watching the act, mot knowing what to do. Suddenly, I noticed a huge bulge in my trousers. The rape going on in front of me had made my cock stiff as a rock. It was wet with pre-cum. I moved forward and put my hand on one of mom’s heavy boobs and squeezed it gently. Mom, who had shut her eyes in pleasure at Altaf’s probing of her cunt, opened her eyes at the new sensation on her boobs. Seeing me, she stared for a while in disbelief. That was only momentary as she shut her eyes again, as if she was no longer bothered as to who was touching her body.
Altaf, having played with mom’s pussy for a while now undressed himself. There stood a giant of a man with a massive nine inches circumcised cock, standing ramrod erect and throbbing in eager expectation. His broad chest was hairy and his pubic hair trimmed. Two large balls hung in their sac. One look at the massive tool and mom gasped with fright. The large, red bulbous tip was dripping with pre-cum. Altaf held mom’s fat, white thighs in a vice like grip. She had pressed them together in a last attempt to save herself. But her feeble effort was no match for Altaf’s brutal strength.
“No…please leave me…please don’t do it Altaf,” she begged.
“I can’t leave you now. It’s too late. Now open your sweet pussy for me like a nice girl. Else I will break your legs, you whore,” Altaf screamed menacingly. She knew that Altaf meant business. So she parted her massive thighs and exposed her clean shaved cunt. Altaf pinned her down with his hands and positioned himself for entry.
He put the tip of his cock at the tip of her vagina and with a gentle push it disappeared inside. He pushed harder as the huge rod slowly made its way inside mom’s silky, slithery cunt. She was screaming with pain as the giant dick drilled into the wet pussy. A moment later Altaf stopped, pulled back his cock a bit, raised himself and with a massive thrust of his hips drove the entire length of his cock into the depths of mom’s cunt. So hard was the thrust that she gasped with pain.
Altaf began to fuck very slowly, kissing her lips, nibbling her ears and squeezing her boobs at the same time. The gentle thrusts combined with the caresses slowly building up a volcano inside her.
“Ooooohhh…aaahhh…fuck me Altaf…fuck me hard…kill me…!” she moaned with ecstatic pleasure and scratched Altaf’s back with her long nails.
“Yeah my little rabbit…my sexy slut…my fucking doll…I will fuck the brains out of you’” Altaf exclaimed hoarsely as he pumped mom’s pussy with his giant hose.
Gradually the thrusts became harder and the moans changed to screams of pleasure. Altaf banged away madly and dug his tooth into mom’s soft white flesh. He was indeed biting her and squeezing her melons very hard and in a rough manner as he humped her. Suddenly, she screamed, “Oh noooo…thrust harder…I can’t take it anymore…oh please Altaf!” as she thrust her hips upwards to take Altaf’s dick deep inside her cunt. Her eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets in deliriousness. With a loud groan, she spent herself and collapsed in a heap.
Altaf couldn’t continue much longer either. After a few more thrusts, he groaned aloud, “Ooooh…noooo…I’m coming!” and shot his load in heavy spurts into the depths of mom’s pussy.
Spending himself, he rolled down from mom’s body and lay alongside her. Then looking at me, he said,”Hey! What are you waiting for? It’s your turn now.”
I could hardly wait. My cock was throbbing and it was dripping like a leaking water pipe. I pulled my clothes off in no time and rode on mom, kissing her lips and squeezing her heavy boobs. I couldn’t wait for her approval. I was going to have my first sexual experience with a real woman and I was delirious. I pushed my seven inches cock deep inside her cunt which was full of her own juice and Altaf’s semen. She embraced me with her hands and thighs. However, my pleasure was short lived as I came inside her in no time at all.
Altaf and I took turns in fucking mom through the night. We didn’t notice what time it was when we had fallen asleep. All the three of us woke up nearly at the same time next morning. Altaf and I couldn’t look at mom. There was shame and guilt in our faces for what we had done to her last night. We were really surprised, when instead of chastising us, mom flashed a radiant smile and said, “Don’t leave the bed boys. I am going to make tea for you.” A few minutes later she returned with three steaming cups on a tray. We thanked her for the tea. She surprised us again when she said, “It’s me, who must thank you for what I got from you last night. I’m not letting you go unless I get one more round of that marvelous fucking now.” We obliged her happily.
Since that night Altaf and I have been fucking mom regularly. She is a totally changed person now. She is never irritated and behaves sweetly with everyone.
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