Its Time For A Family Swap Ch 01

This is a fictional story based on my fantasies about two families. All the characters are fictional and strictly above 18. I prefer stories with a plot that get us involved in the story and then leads to sex rather than stories with just wild sex. My stories are bit lengthy and usually have everything like gay sex, lesbian sex, threesomes, groupsex and mainly incest. If they do not suit you please give these a pass. Enjoy the story.

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My name is Rahul. My best friend's name is Akram. We have been friends since before we could remember, as we were family friends. Our fathers were also best friends from a very young age. I and Akram were born in the same year and from childhood we have been in same class, same school. Due to this we have become very close friends, pretty much inseparable, so much so that we would share every little thing. From our crushes to fetishes, our dreams to fantasies.

Both of us learnt about porn at the same time and would often watch porn together. One of the reasons for this was our taste in porn was very similar. Both of us loved watching porn which had older woman with big tits, milfs and so on. We did not have any interest in girls our age as most of them had very small boobs and flat ass. Hence, we dint even bother having girl friends in our class. We would just dream about having sex with our teachers.

Akram's family consists of Akbar Uncle, Ruhi Aunty, Akram and his younger sister Pari. My family consists of my dad Raghu, my mom Kajal, Me, and my younger sister Sona. Our families are very close, so much so that outsiders would be confused about who belongs to which family. We would do a lot of things together like going on holiday trips etc. Just like me and Akram, Pari and Sona are also best friends.

Our parents were both modern and traditional at the same time. When we went on trips to other countries or places like Goa, our moms would wear western dresses, frocks, shorts and stuff. But when we were home, they would dress in traditional Indian wear like sarees or kurta and pyjama. Giving hugs to each other was pretty common among us.

It all started one day, when I was helping Ruhi aunty with some work. We were planning a surprise birthday party for Akram. We had learnt about porn couple of years before that and both, I and Akram used to masturbate quite often looking at various aunties and milfs around us. All of this changed that day.

As I was helping Ruhi aunty, for the first time I happened to get a view of her cleavage. It was the first time I saw cleavage in my whole life. I had seen a lot of porn but never got a chance to see anyone's cleavage. She was wearing a Saree and as she bent to pick something up, her saree fell and her deep cut blouse gave me a good view of her cleavage. Her boobs were milky white and felt like they were the best boobs out there in world.

For the first time, she dint feel like my best friend's mother, someone I used to treat just like my mom but rather like an angel from heaven with the prettiest body I have ever seen. Being from a Muslim family, she was very fair and her boobs were even fairer. Then I observed her waist, which was very fair and smooth like butter. All of this gave me an instant boner.

I immediately rushed to bathroom to hide my boner. I dint even have to do anything. Just the thought of Ruhi aunty's cleavage and a few strokes had given me an orgasm. After I finished, I gained my senses and cursed myself for thinking about my best friend's mother in such a way. I was full of guilt as I walked out of the bathroom.

After helping Aunty for some more time, I decided to go home as I was feeling weird. As I let Ruhi aunty know that I was leaving, she gave me a hug. For the first time in years, her hug felt different. After realizing how amazing her boobs were inside that blouse, I enjoyed the feel of her boobs on my chest and I dint feel like letting her go. I ended up hugging her tightly and crushed her boobs in between me and her.

Luckily for me, she dint realize anything and let me go. After reaching home, I was both angry and happy. Angry that how could I think and act in such a way with my best friend's mom but happy that I could feel her amazing tits. I closed my eyes and all I could see was her beautiful body. She was just like the bollywood actress Preity Zinta.

She was fair, medium height with nice, medium sized boobs and a big round ass. She was perfect milf material and I was sure many people would have been fantasizing about her just like we were fantasizing about other women. If only she was not Akram's mom, I thought, I would do anything to have sex with her, to enjoy her amazing body and suck those beautiful white boobs.

From that day, no matter how much I tried to avoid, I couldn't stop thinking about her or her cleavage. Even while watching porn or masturbating I would just zone out and imagine her. On one side I dint mind it but on the other side, the guilt was killing me. I tried to convince myself that a lot of guys think sexually about their friend's mom but it was not helping. It was one secret I had kept from Akram. I dint know if or how I could talk to Akram about this.

After few days, I decided I would tell about it to Akram as I had no one else to go to and maybe get kicked by him or something so that I will get over it. So, one day after classes, I and Akram had bought some beers secretly and gone on to my terrace to have the beers. After having a couple of beers, I finally found some courage and started talking..

Me: "Akram.. Can I tell you something?"

Akram: "Of course bro. what is it?"

Me: "ummm... "

Akram: "Come on bro.. you know you can tell me anything right? You don't have to think so much."

Me: "umm.. ok. I have a crush on one of our friend's mom. I am unable to stop thinking about her."

Akram: "oooh. sexy bro.. Who is it? Someone I know? What's there to think so much about this? We have been fantasizing about a lot of women we know. Our teachers, Rekha aunty (my neighbor), Seema aunty (another friend's mom). So don't worry and tell me who that lucky woman is."

Me: "ummmm.. Ruhi Aunty."

As soon as he heard the name, he went into a state of shock. He was just staring at me without talking anything. I was getting worried. I Dint know how he would react. I have known him all my life but this was only once in a lifetime situation and I was unable to guess how he would react in this situation.

Me: "I am very sorry bro.. It's just that something happened while we were planning for your birthday and since that day I have not been able to stop thinking about her. I don't know what to do. Or who to go to. I dint know if I could tell it to my best friend and If I did tell, how would he react. It's killing me with guilt dude. I am very sorry. I just want to forget it and the only person I know who could help me is you. Please dude."

He finally gained his senses. I was sure that name had worn off all the effects of alcohol on him. He paused for a good few minutes before replying..

Akram: "ummm... Don't worry bro. It's alright. Calm down. Relax. It takes a lot of courage to tell someone that you have a crush on their mom. Especially your best friend as it will affect the relationship. That's great of you. And in fact you are asking me to help you forget it. Which is commendable. I am here for you. Just tell me what happened."

Me: "umm.. As we were planning for your surprise, I ended up catching a glimpse of your mom's cleavage. It was the best I ever saw in my life. So I couldn't help but keep looking at it for as long as I could. After that I ended up masturbating thinking about her."

Akram: "what! What did you do?"

Me: "I am very sorry dude.. I just couldn't help it. Whenever I closed my eyes, all I could see was Ruhi aunty and her cleavage. My mind was not in my control and my cock dint even need a lot of stroking. My hand would just do its work. That's why I need your help to help me control my thoughts. Do something. Anything. Kick me or slap me."

Akram: "ummmm... you bastard. We have masturbated thinking about so many women. Now you have added even my mom in that list!! Ummm... I guess it's alright. It is what it is. I think it's pretty common to fantasize about your friend's mom. We have done that so many times. You have seen something, that you can't stop thinking about. So I guess there is nothing wrong in fantasizing about it."

Me: "What do you mean?"

Akram: "ummm.. No matter what I do, I won't be able to stop your mind from thinking about my mom. The more I try, you will only think about it more. So it's better to let your mind do what it wants to and enjoy it. There is nothing wrong in it as long as you don't end up doing weird shit."

Me: "ummm.. So you are ok with me fantasizing about your mom?"

Akram: "I guess so.. There is nothing much I can do about it. Just like many other women we have fantasized about, she is another woman in your list. So it's ok."

Me: "ummm... Thanks bro. That will help. All these days, I have not been able to control my thoughts but at the same time I was dying of guilt. Talking to you definitely helped me. You are the best friend one could have."

Akram: "ummm... I am not sure about that."

Me: "Why?"

Akram: "I have a secret to tell you too."

Me: "What is it?"

Akram: "I have a crush on your mom too.. I have never seen her cleavage but the size of her boobs is something I have been crazy about since a few days. And just like you fantasizing about my mom, I have been masturbating while fantasizing about your mom and her boobs."

Me: "What!!"

Akram: "I am sorry dude. I dint have so much courage like you, to tell you about it. I am very sorry."

Me: "ummm... It's alright brother. As you said there is nothing much we can do. The mind does what it wants. Let's just enjoy it."

Akram: "Yes bro. Let's just enjoy it."

Sharing our little secret helped our friendship only grow stronger. From that day, I dint mind him jerking off to my mom and he dint mind me jerking off to his mom. Although we were very careful that no one else found out about our lust for each other's moms. Even though we shared our naughty thoughts about each other's moms, we were never attracted to our own moms. We were never into incest.

It all changed one day when I was 20 years old. Both I and Akram were studying engineering now. We still had no girlfriends and we were still virgins. We were getting a little desperate to have sex. As time passed by, our lust for each other's mom only increased. Although we were very careful to not act in any stupid way in front of others.

One thing we enjoyed the most in the previous years were, the hugs we got from each other's moms. I would go and hug Ruhi aunty almost every day for no specific reason and she dint mind either as it was just a hug. But what she dint realize was, I was enjoying the feel of her boobs on my chest. It was the same with Akram and my mom. We both knew we were taking advantage of each other's mom but we enjoyed that kinkiness.

Our parents would take at least one trip in every six months and would often visit our farm house every 2nd weekend just to relax and enjoy. We used to tag along with them when we were younger, but as we grew older we stopped going on trips with our parents as we wanted to enjoy that free time in other ways. Drinking and partying with our friends etc.

When I was 20 years old, both my dad and Akbar uncle were in their mid-forties. Mom and Ruhi aunty were in their early 40's. They maintained their body very well and were in their prime. It was one of those weekends when our parents had gone to our farm house which was an hour drive away, to enjoy and relax. Even Pari and Sona, who were now 19 and 18 yrs old respectively stopped going on trips with our parents.

I asked Sona to go and have fun at Pari's place as I was planning to invite my friends for a night out. She gladly accepted and left. I had some pending homework to submit before I made arrangements for the night. While I was working on my laptop it died on me. So for the first time in years I had to use my dad's system to finish my work.

I called my dad and took his system's password and logged into it to finish my work. After I was done with my work, I was casually going through his system to see if he had any nice movies on his system as he had a good collection. One particular folder caught my attention as it was a hidden folder. I grew a little suspicious and checked it out thinking maybe it was porn.

They were pictures of our parent's various trips. But they were not the photos which they showed us. When I clicked on the first photo, it blew my mind away. Instead of my mom, my dad was hugging Ruhi aunty from behind and Akbar uncle was hugging my mom. They all posed for the picture nicely. I knew all four of them were pretty close but never thought they were so close that they would pose for a photo while hugging each other's partner.

When I clicked on the next picture, I was shell shocked. My dad was kissing Ruhi aunty on her cheeks and Akbar uncle was kissing my mom on her cheeks. They were still in the same position, gents hugging the women from behind. I started growing suspicious. I was wondering if there was more to it than what meets the eye.

For the first time it crossed my mind that if our parents were into wife swapping. As I browsed through all the pictures, all of them were more or less in similar positions but nothing too comprising to confirm my doubts. I was not sure what to do or what to think about those pics. They never acted in that way in front of us.

I thought for a bit and then called Akram and told him what I just saw. He was also shocked to hear that our parents took photos in such positions. The doubt I had in my mind occurred to him as well. We thought for a bit and then we decided that the only way we could confirm our doubt was to visit our farmhouse where our parents were. But it had to be discreet and they shouldn't know we were there.

So we decided, we would drive down to our farmhouse. We reached the farmhouse at around 9 in the night and it was completely dark outside. We stopped our car half a kilometer away from the farm house and slowly walked towards the farmhouse. We were very silent and slowly opened the gate to the farm and entered in.

As we entered in, we saw the building in front of us and there was light in only one of the rooms. As we slowly walked towards the building my heart started racing. As we reached the building, we hid in the shadows and slowly peeked into the room from one of the windows. What we saw blew my mind away. Our doubts were confirmed. All four of them were naked and in action.

On one end of the bed, Ruhi aunty was lying down on the bed on her back. My dad was standing at the end of the bed, with his cock in Ruhi aunty's pussy. His left hand kneading aunty's right boob and his right hand kneading my mom's boob, who was lying next to Ruhi aunty. While he was playing with both their boobs he was vigorously stroking his cock into Ruhi aunty's pussy.

On the other side of bed, my mom was lying down on her back and Akbar uncle was on top of her in missionary position, his cock deep inside her pussy. With one hand, he was kneading her other boob, while kneading her waist with the other hand. He was fucking her like there was no tomorrow. I have seen a lot of group sex videos but never in my wildest dreams did I think, I would see my parents participating in one.

Looking at everything that was happening in front of our eyes, both I and Akram had gone crazy. We looked at ourselves with shock. We dint know what to do.. If we had to stop watching and go away or stay and enjoy watching the amazing scene in front of us. Our erect dicks made the decision easy for us and we decided to stay and enjoy, as this might be the only time we would ever get to see our dream girls naked and admire their true beauty.

As we kept on looking, my eyes landed on Ruhi aunty's amazing boobs. They were just like I remembered, milky white with pink erect nipples. They were of good size and shape. I so wished I was in my dad's place, playing with those boobs. I started stroking my cock looking at them. I was trying to catch a glimpse of her pussy but I couldn't as it was filled with my dad's cock. As I was admiring Ruhi aunty's beauty something else caught my attention.

My eyes fell on my mom's naked body. I was trying to not look at her but I couldn't help. Being from a south Indian family, she was a little dusky and her boobs were pretty big compared to Ruhi aunty. She looked like actress Kajol. She had dark brown nipples. Both my dad and Akbar uncle couldn't fit her boobs in their hands. After seeing her naked for the first time, I realized why Akram was going crazy over her.

Our parents were still fucking each other's partners but it dint take long for us to orgasm. It was the first time we saw someone having sex in real life and that too our own parents swapping their partners. We got very excited and dint last very long. After a good few minutes I could see my dad cummed first and then Akbar uncle. I was shocked to see that both of them cummed in each other's wives pussy.

As they removed their dicks from the pussy's I caught the first glimpse of my mom's pussy. It was the place, I came in to this world from and it was amazing. It was dark brown just like her nipples. Ruhi aunty's pussy was pinkish in color. As the gents removed their dicks, the ladies pounced on them taking them into their mouths to clean the cum. I was shocked to see this wild side of our moms. Though I have seen it many times in porn, I never thought my own mom would also do the same.

Looking at the way my mom was sucking Akbar uncle's dick, my cock stiffened again and for the first time I thought of my mom in a sexual way, as I wanted to get my cock sucked too, by her in the same way. After cleaning the dicks of gents, my mom and Ruhi aunty turned towards each other and kissed on their lips and licked the left over cum on lips and exchanged it in their mouths. I was not expecting this of all the things in the world.

They continued kissing and as they kissed they started fingering each other. This excited me much more. Getting to know that our moms were not just into exchanging their husbands but also into lesbian sex was something I couldn't believe. But I was enjoying the show in front of me, while I was rubbing and stroking my cock. Akram was also doing the same.

But the thing that shocked us the most in the evening was happening on the other side of the room. Our dads who were done fucking each other's wives were now getting comfortable with each other. My eyes popped out when I saw my dad taking Akbar uncle's cock into his hands and after stroking it a couple of times, took it into his mouth and started sucking it. After sucking it for good few minutes, they exchanged their positions and now Akbar uncle was sucking my dad's cock.

Looking at this, my world turned upside down. Moms enjoying lesbian sex was one thing but dads enjoying gay sex was something I couldn't get my head around. As I was still in the state of shock, our dads ended up cumming in each other's mouth which they gladly shared by kissing each other. On the other side, our moms were tongue fucking each other in 69 position and ended up giving each other an orgasm.

As all four of them lied down on bed to relax, I and Akram slowly walked towards our car. We were still trying to get to terms with everything we saw. We expected something but what we saw was much more than we could have imagined and it took us time to process and understand everything. We just sat in the car for next one hour in complete silence.

To be continued..