Please read earlier chapters if you can, for full effect.
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We all sat around the kitchen table eating not long after. We had a nice curry with rice, popadoms and a cucumber 'raita' (which is yogurt with finely sliced cucumber), one of my favourite indian dishes. Occasionally, in the past, mom and dad would have some wine with dinner and offer me some if I wanted. We all had a glass this evening too, and mom and dad chatted away as normal like they had always done. It still felt a little odd, though. You couldn't blame me feeling that way. Just a day or so ago, we all had sex together for the first time, and dad was ok with me doing it in front of him with mom! And mom – she was so hot too! It all seemed a little bizarre, but a real turn on too. My life a few days ago seemed a long distant dream.
The wine helped to relax us all. During dinner both mom and dad never mentioned anything about what me might do later. But my dick had been stirring thinking about it. And occasionally mom gave me a wink and a smile, probably to reassure me everything was ok. She also did once rub her foot up and down my calf under the table, which I found rather exciting, and it again caused my dick to stir.
After we all finished eating, I helped to put the dishes into the dishwasher, and we all went into the living room to let our meal digest and watch a bit of TV. Nothing more was said about what might happen later. We were the regular family at home watching a movie together!
The movie ended at 9.30pm. Mom who had be lying on the sofa with her legs stretched out sat up said, in a matter of fact way, "Now, Rasheed, have you recovered your strength?"
"Er...yes, mom," I replied, rather hesitatingly.
"One thing I wanted to say to you," she continued, " Was that, during the day we all become our normal selves, but during our sex game sessions, you have my permission to talk as freely and crudely as you like. You must know by now that when you father and I pleasure each other, we do talk quite obscenely, and that adds to our enjoyment. The change in our manner is quite natural, as the sexual impulse seeks freedom of expression, and as well as obtaining this freedom through our sexual acts, it is also done verbally."
"Yes" added dad, looking up from reading his paper, as he sat in his usual armchair. "Do feel free to talk in a way that you may consider to be 'dirty' or explicit. It will certainly add to our enjoyment."
"Sure dad " I said, blushing a little.
"Well, what do you think Manish?" said mom, looking over at dad. "Shall we do it in the living room tonight? It might add to our enjoyment."
"Good idea, Sheeza" replied dad, smiling back at mom. "We'll put some sheets and cushions down."
"You've both showered" responded mom, "But I still need to, and then change into something more appropriate," she said, grinning cheekily at us both. "Give me a while to get ready," and with that, she disappeared into the hallway.
"Rasheed," said dad to me after mom had gone, "Get some sheets from the linen cupboard, and cushions from the other room."
I got up and did as asked. On returning to the living room I moved the coffee table away from the centre of the room so we had plenty of space to put the sheets down. I had about six or seven largish cushions, which I spread on the floor. It looked pretty inviting by the time I had finished!
"Put on some music, Rasheed" asked dad. I went over the stereo and put on some background music, not too loud.
I sat on the sofa a waited for mom. Dad carried on reading his newspaper like it was a normal evening at home. My dick stirred again in anticipation.
Then mom called out from the hallway. "I want you both to sit on the sofa," she said, in a loud voice.
Dad put his paper down and came and sat next to me.
"Ok, Sheeza" replied dad. "We're both on the sofa now."
Then, after a moment, mom walked in, and my jaw dropped.
She came in wearing a lacy black bra and stockings and black high-heeled shoes, and nothing else! She was completely naked from the waist down, showing us her neatly trimmed pussy and lightly tanned flesh.
She sexily walked into the room, swinging her hips from side to side, and stood about six feet away, in front of both dad and I, as we sat on the sofa together, stunned by her sexy entrance.
My cock jerked up in my pants.
Mom had made up her face with make up, wearing deep red lipstick, and had brushed her hair so she looked really pretty.
"Nothing below the waist, just for you, Rasheed," she said smiling. "How do I look?"
"Wow mom," was all I could say.
"You look fabulous darling," added dad.
Then she gave us both a bit of a serious look and stuck her index finger into her mouth and sexily sucked on it, as if it was a prick. Then, after moistening her finger, she moved her hand down to her pussy, and inserted her finger in it, playing with her self, bowing her legs slightly as she did so, and then looked at us both, in turn.
After a moment, she put her hands behind her back and unclasped the black lacy bra, and teasingly let it fall away from her boobs and slowly onto the floor.
Her large, lightly tanned, ample boobs, which hung down a little, as they had lost some of their pertness due to her age, came into full view. She had large brown areole, and I could see the nipples were starting to become erect as she became aroused. Mom grabbed her boobs, one in each hand, and pointed them at us, and then let them go, bent forward slightly and swung her chest, so that they swayed sexily from side to side.
She now stood before us, completely nude except for the black lacy stockings and high-heeled shoes. I loved her shape, with full hanging boobs and still having an hourglass figure of sorts, although her body had 'filled out'. She could be best described as buxom. She was 51, but could easily have passed for 41.
She then put her hands on her hips and said, "Do I look slutty enough for you both?"
As I sat there and looked at mom's body, my dick was straining hard in my pants.
"Wow mom," I said, still a little lost for words, "That looks fucking great."
"Good" she replied, smiling. "Now tell me what you are going to do to me."
I guessed mom wanted me to talk dirty to her, so decided to oblige.
"I wanna fuck you in the ass, mom," I said. "That fucking ass of yours is so fucking hot, I'm going to ram my hard on right up there."
