His pouting look was so cute, she thought. She felt a pang in her groin. Lord, what was she becoming! She suddenly wanted the boy. Wanted to grab him and take him to her bedroom and rip off his clothes! She struggled with her feelings for a second or two, standing there in the doorway. But her lust won out. She knew the kid was probably at least acquainted with sex. How could he not be when his mother and father were both acting in porn films who used their own oldest child also as a porn actor?
Sharmila gave the kid a big smile,” Well, I know your friend isn’t at home, but why don’t you visit with me a while? I guess I’m a little lonely too with my men gone.”
“Really? Satti bollchen aunty!.” Hanif’s eyes glittered in joy. “Come on in, Hanif .” She opened the door and let the boy in. As he passed her she could smell his boyish sweat and felt another series of hot tingles in her belly.
“Oh, and you don’t have to call me aunty Hanif sona. Just call me Kakima”.
“Okay, aun. …..I mean Kakima.” The boy stammered as he wasn’t accustomed to address by the word Kakima.
Then Sharmila brought the porn magazines from her son’s room, threw those to Hanif and asked, ” Do you give these to my son?”
“Yes Kakima, but those are some hot pics, isn’t ?” he said in a low, insinuating voice.
“Those pictures are filthy!” She muttered angrily,”Utter filth. Your parents are awful! Nasty!”
“Why? I was there when they took those pictures. Everyone was having a good time. They never forced my brother to do anything he didn’t want to do. My brother loved it or he wouldn’t have done it.”
“But Hanif, it’s wrong! Your elder brother just a kid ! Not only that, he can’t do that vulnerable things with his own mother, it’s a sin. The God wouldn’t forgive you !” Sharmila explained.
“No no Kakima, you are too much backdated. Nowadays brother-sister, father-daughter, mother-son relationship are maintained only with physical pleasure?” Little Hanif convinced Sharmila like a matured man.
“I can’t believe you! I mean, your parents were having sex with your elder brother! That’s incest! Although it is nothing in developed countries, but in India specially here…it’s impossible.”
“Again you are wrong, may be you’re aren’t aware of this but incest in Bengal is spread almost in every village and town. However I guess you’d know all about our family it wouldn’t you?” Hanif said. He dropped the magazine and approached her. He reached out and shoved his hand up her thigh, causing her to gasp.
Sharmila grabbed his wrist and thrust it away. “Stop it, Hanif. Stop it right now. I think you’d better leave.” She said, practically hissing. She was angry, but at the same time she was aroused. She tried to keep her expression forbidding.
The boy shrugged. “Have it your own way, then. Don’t worry about it, I am not going to tell your son or others and ruin a good thing of your family. Your secret’s safe with me. But, believe me, you don’t know what you are missing, Kakima. I’m hella good in bed. Mummy and Abbajan taught me a lot about how to make love, especially Mummy. I’ll bet you’ve never had anyone as good as I am at eating pussy!” He laughed softly and stared right in her eyes. The boy knew and liked what he saw there.