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Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons living or dead is coincidental. All persons depicted in sexual acts are above 18 years. May contain themes like incest. If you are not comfortable, please stop reading now or else, happy reading.
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Salima woke up to the brightness of the sun rays illuminating her room. She got up and stretched herself out, yawning. She turned around to check the clock and it was 8 am in the morning. It was the first time she woke up late after a long time. As she sat on the bed, she recollected last night's events. She saw her clothes on the floor as she got up onto the floor.
She went to the bathroom and took a shower. While taking a shower, she didn't even bother to pleasure herself. Her cunt was already sore from yesterday's pounding. But surprisingly while thinking about yesterday's episode, she got horny and now her fingers weren't enough. Salima realised that she no longer can rely on her fingers, she needed him now more than ever.
She heard the door creak open and Junaid entered the bathroom. Salima realising that she didn't lock the door, glanced at him and found out that he was still naked. He came and got behind her, applied some shower gel on the loofah and started sudsing her back.
"Did you sleep well yesterday, Ammi?"
"Yes. So now you just barge into the bathroom and do what you like?"
He places the loofah on the stand and proceeds sudsing her breasts with his bare hands, kneading her breasts like dough. "You do realise that we can no longer be like before, don't you?."
"Yes," She sighed, "Yes we do."
"Yesterday... after those moments of pleasure, I slept like a baby."
"mm,"
"Even you slept like a baby too, you woke up after me today."
"mm,"
"So why not continue this? We can take care of our needs by ourselves without missing anything and live happily."
"I don't know... I don't know what to say."
"Come on, Ammi. Imagine how fun our lives will be. At night we can take care of our physical needs. You don't need to see someone and I can help you with that." Junaid grabbed her cunt.
"No Junaid, I'm already sore from yesterday night." Salima vinced as his fingers gripped her vulva.
"Why?"
"I have work today, plus I have to prepare something for you to eat. Not now,"
"Ok, but after you return from work, you're mine for the night. Don't forget that." he turned her towards him and kissed her. After a good minute, he parted from her lips, leaving her catching her breath.
Salima came out of the shower and quickly dressed up whatever he grabbed from the wardrobe immediately. She went to the kitchen and quickly prepared some food. It was a quick Pulao and a Dalcha. After that she left home to work without even telling him.
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Salima even though she left home, her thoughts were all about Junaid and herself. The more she thought about it, the more it drove her towards lust. Even though it was just a quickie, it was enough to resurrect her hunger for sex. Now with her long showers rendered useless, she had no other option but her son to ravish her.
While checking the stock in storage room, she found two coworkers making out and almost would have had a quick fuck if Farooq Bhaiya hadn't summon them to cashier department. The best part was that the woman was married with kids and the guy studied at a college nearby who joined a month ago as a part timer.
Salima's moral compass began to fade slowly. It was like nature was giving her signs, that there's no reason to worry about after you cross the line. Nowadays people no longer care about morals or values and it's about if you're living your life happily without an iota of care about society.
Salima finally felt that a cloud had lifted and the sun had dawned upon her life. "As long as I'm happy and not forcing him, why should I live with guilt and regret?" Salima told herself. She made up her mind. Life presented an opportunity for her and she's not going to deny it for anything.
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Salima returned home. Since it was Saba's daughter's birthday she came to the supermarket and brought her Farooq Bhaiya food packed in boxes, so she brought the boxes as Saba gave her food enough for both of them. She kept the food in the oven to reheat them and went to call Junaid for dinner.
She went to his room to call him, but didn't find him there. Junaid sneaked behind and grabbed her, startling her. Salima slapped his wrists and told him that dinner's ready. They had their dinner together peacefully although Junaid was being cheeky, who occasionally brushed her thighs while sitting beside her the whole time.
After finishing her work, Salima returned to the bedroom and found Junaid sitting on bed, waiting for her. She locked the door and windows, pulling the curtains. She stood nervously as he looked at her eagerly.
"Come Ammi, why are you standing near the window?"
Salima stood quietly not uttering a word.
"Come here. Why are you wasting time?" he asked her impatiently.
She walked slowly towards him.
"Take off your clothes, we don't need them." he ordered her.
Salima started undressing herself as Junaid undressed himself as well. Junaid sat on the foot of the bed and told Salima to kneel in front of him. Salima hesitantly kneeled with her face facing his crotch.
"Since you didn't listen at the beginning, you're going to get punished for it. Now, you're going to pleasure me with your mouth."
Saying that he spread his legs putting his cock on display. Salima looked in shock as now she got a clear view of his cock. She thought her mind was playing games on her as it was bigger than before.
"I never did this beta, my mouth can't take this." She looked at it with horror.
"Well there's a first time for everything, Ammi." Junaid shoved his cock into her, bouncing her head up and down holding her by her hair. She felt his head rub the insides of her throat and gagged on his cock, drooling over it copiously. Choking on it, Salima kept knocking his thigh as she couldn't take it, Junaid after a good moment let go of her. Salima sat on the floor, gasping for air as Junaid looked at her with a sadistic grin.
"Ok that's enough for a first time, now how about you use your tits."
She looked at him with confusion trying to understand what he meant.
"Stroke me with your breasts, like how you do a cock" he elaborated, pumping his fist in a jerk off motion.
She leaned towards him, letting his cock get between her breasts. She held her tits and pushed them against his organ and began stroking it in uniform motion.
"Ahh, that's it... like two soft pillows rubbing it, Ahh beautiful." He groaned as he laid on the bed. Salima kept stroking it diligently even though she felt curious on how this would work. "How would this pleasure him?" She thought.
Throughout her life with Farhan, she only had basic exposure to sex as Farhan was not that experimental in sex. There were only two positions they did throughout their married life, missionary and straddling him. According to them that was only sex as their knowledge in sex was limited. But now, she's getting taught by her own son.
Salima noticed his cock twitch while she began to stroke harder and faster as she grew impatient. She kept increasing the force. "This should finish him." She thought.
Junaid noticed her and raised his head, looking at her.
"So you're liking it now huh?" he stared at her. "Yes, keep going like that, I'm close," he moaned.
As she stroked on hard, he erupted, with cum spurting out like a fountain with cum splattering on her face and then flowing down to her cleavage. Salima looked startled for a moment and then laughed in awe, looking at the mess caused by him. The warm cum over her face and body made her wet. She got turned on. She took a wet tissue and wiped herself clean while he laid in bed, drowning in ecstasy.
"We're not done yet," Salima purrs at him.
To be continued...
Note: Part 3 coming soon.
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