This story presents the next chapter in Sumana's continuously escalating saga. It carries on from where we left, barely missing a beat. As I always say, it only my first attempt at a series like this, so please be patient, and excuse silly typos / errors. I'm still learning this game a bit, so any feedback is appreciated!
If you thought the previous chapter was on the longer side, well this one goes a step further. Several new characters are brought into the mix, and while you might rightly note that this means some character-development is waylaid, I've tried to compensate for it by upping the steamy quotient! For once, Sumana is not the primary character here, and instead supported by a wide cast, who each play their own little role in her story arc. There is also a lot more focus on her two daughters - Savita and Sanjana, and for the first time, we see them coming out their mother's shadow, and establishing themselves as individual characters.
Based on some feedback to the previous chapter, I've taken this in a slightly more depraved direction, one could say. There are elements of BDSM in parts of the story, and curious to see how that sits with you all. Some hints non-con also make an entry, but we'll see how that continues to develop as we move on.
Needless to say, as with all the previous stories (and as we've established in the storyline itself), none of the characters are underage. There's a considerable amount of controlled violence / domination and a lot of expletive language, so that's not your cup of tea - then do take care while reading!
AN ORDER IS PLACED...
Sumana walked up to her room, her movements were still slightly stiff. It had been two days now, since she had been taken advantage of by her nephews, but she could still feel the soreness in her backside. Every time she walked, or sat, her ass would still throb. The memory was fresh in her mind, of her nephews pounding her senseless, her evidently begged them for it.
Her recovery might have been quicker, were it not for her own daughters. After encountering their ravaged mother, and listening to her tale of carnal descent, they decided - rather too quickly, a slightly miffed Sumana observed - that they needed their share of the action. Since the events in Goa, Sumana had no doubt that the two young girls she'd raised had grown into a pair of twenty-something nymph, but even by those standards... the complete lack of concern for what had happened to their own mother! The nerve!
Even so, Sumana thought, as she reached her bedroom door, it could be worse. At least they ended up giving her ass a break!
She pushed the door open, to find a scene straight out of what would have probably been her worst nightmare not more than a month ago. There was Sanjana, her 23-year-old, just-out-of-college daughter, bouncing her plump ass up and down her nephew Puneet's cock, his meaty phallus pistoning in and out of her snatch.
"Fuck... Yeah, baby... ride that cock, bitch," growled her older nephew, Praveen, who was sitting in a comfortable sofa, his cock deep inside her older daughter's mouth, his hand holding the back of her head, as Savita bobbed her head up and down his thick, swollen, veiny member.
Sumana, even for someone so used to this by now, needed a moment to collect herself. Really, how had all this happened? In so short a time?!
"Mmm, yeah. Suck that cock, whore," Praveen groaned, his hands firmly holding her head, as his cock slid in and out her mouth.
"Oh fuck, baby. Just like that. Ride me, cousin! Ride me good!" gasped Puneet, his hips pumping upwards, meeting her downward thrusts, his phallus buried deep inside her cunt.
"You two really have no shame, huh?" said Sumana, her voice breaking through the grunts, moans and slurping noises, which were a background to this scene. Honestly, these two boys were something else. Did they never tire? Ever since that marathon fucking, they had rendered unto her, after knocking her out cold with some spiked milk, Praveen & Puneet had barely taken a break. They had fucked both her daughters, and her, in every conceivable combination, position and orifice.
First, just after Sumana awoke from her much-needed rest that morning and walked into the living room, it was Sanjana who was being pounded by Praveen. She was bent over the armrest of the 3-seater sofa, her boobs bouncing and swaying, as Praveen's shafted in and out her moist, swollen, snatch. She was gasping, moaning and groaning, as he grabbed her hair and held her head up, and then pushed her head down into the sofa-cushions. Meanwhile, Savita was on her knees next to the sofa, sucking the younger one's cock, his hand buried in her hair, as her head bobbed this way and that.
Next, not much later, the situation was reversed. Sumana came back into the living room after briefly freshening up in the bathroom, and found Savita on the sofa, her legs spread wide and up in the air, and Praveen, pumping his cock, slamming his hips against her crotch, his phallus driving into her cunt. Sanjana, at the same time, was bent over the dining table, her hands supporting her body, as she leaned down on the cool marble surface, her cousin Puneet was pounding her pussy from behind.
And so, over the next 36 hours, all pretence of decency was dropped. The youngsters fucked each other and their mom / aunt, in the living room, dining area, kitchen and even venturing into the shared terrace at nighttime. The sounds of grunting, moaning, and flesh slapping against flesh, filled the house. Sumana, who had hoped to recover and put a stop to all of this, realized the futility. Her daughters had fallen prey to the boys, and she herself - their mother and the original whore in this house - was truly swept away in this tide.
As she stood in her bedroom now, looking at the scene before her, Sumana could only shake her head in disbelief. How had all this happened so fast, so quickly, so suddenly.
"Come here, Auntie. I've got something for you," said Praveen, waving her over, his eyes glued to the scene of Sanjana's big, fat ass, bouncing up and down his brother's cock.
"Oh, yes, yes, yes. Fuck, baby, fuck me," moaned Sanjana, slamming her crotch against Puneet, oblivious to her mother's presence.
Sumana took a deep breath, and then walked over to her nephew. "Yes, beta? What do you want?" she asked, her voice barely audible, over the grunts and groans.
"How about you get rid of that silly night-gown, and take your proper place, Auntie?" suggested Praveen, his fingers still wrapped in Savita's hair; his other hand groping and squeezing his aunt's breast, his cock was buried inside her daughter's warm, wet, mouth. "In fact, I think all three of you should just stop wearing anything at all while in this house," he announced, looking around the room, "What difference does it make? We're going to fuck each other all the time anyway. You might as well be ready and naked?" he said, winking at his brother, whose face broke into a grin, even as he continued pounding his 23-year-old cousin.
"You've got a point, bro," grinned Puneet, getting up slightly and reaching over, grabbing Sumana's ass and squeezing her plump bottom, and then with his palm,spanking her rear, causing her to yelp. "I think you're right. These clothes are just slowing us down. What's the issue, right, Aunty?" he added, as his hips pumped his thick, swollen shaft in and out of Sanjana's dripping snatch.
Sumana shook her head in disbelief. "Listen, what if someone... what if Shashi... comes back early...?" she said, the words coming out incoherent, and sounding unconvincing even to herself. She'd spoken to him just that morning. He wasn't expected back for at least 3 days, what with the client refusing to let him go early.
Praveen rolled his eyes, and pulled out his cock from Savita's mouth. "Seriously, Auntie, you have such a big, beautiful set of melons, and yet you insist on covering them with this?" He got up and in one powerful motion, ripped the flimsy material, right down the middle, tearing the garment in two, and freeing her bountiful bosom.
