‘Yes! Bahadur, he was perfect! But how could she get his attention?’ she thought. ‘Of course! He sometimes cleans our garden. If I could only arrange to be alone with him for a few hours!’ As Anusree schemed, a devilish grin began to form on the pretty young face, a smile tinged with anticipated lust as she carefully planned Bahadur’s seduction. But as she drifted off to sleep, her thoughts returned to her father, and vivid, incestuous images began to fill her mind as she began to dream….
In her dream, Ramuda loomed above her, kneeling between her widely spread thighs, holding his impossibly huge cock in both hands. Beside him stood her Thakurma and father, also completely naked. Ramuda’s cock was a mirror image of her father’s ( only difference in color, Ramuda’s cock was charcoal black where as her father’s was purple )… long and stiff, and very, very big. She groaned apologetically towards her Thakurma as Ramuda lunged forward and pressed the tip of his cock into her slit.
“I’m sorry Thakurma ! I’m really sorry, but I can’t help myself!” she whimpered. Her voice sounded strange and distorted.
Her Thakurma looked down at her and smiled wickedly, her face a distorted caricature of pure lust. “Don’t worry, baby! I don’t mind! I’ve got all I can handle right here!” she said, wrapping her fingers lovingly around her son’s massive prick. Her father also responded by squeezing his mother’s firm, round tits and then sliding his hand down over her belly until his fingers disappeared inside her wet, hairy cunt.
“But Thakurma, Daddy is your own son!!” cried Anusree helplessly as she watched her Thakurma lean back and placeed the tip of her daddy’s immense cock between the open lips of her matured cunt.
“I know baby, but being a father of you, he has absolute right to fuck you, you should try your daddy next time !” Anusree gaped in disbelief as her Thakurma thrust forwards, impaling herself fully on her father’s rock- hard prick.
At the same time, Anusree felt Ramuda’s massive nigro-prick penetrate her own tight little hole. She screamed as it entered her, but not in pain, because surprisingly, in her dream, it was the most pleasurable sensation she had ever felt. As the nasty incestuous fantasy swirled and dissolved, she heard her mother screaming too, an identical replica of her own guttural cry of perverted dirty pleasure.
End of Ch 1
Adarso Paribar ( Ideal Family) : Ch 2
Added by munmun
Mom & son have night on bed : sister got chance to be fucked