Privileged circumstances Part 1

Hai readers, it is a continuing story. So read it’s next episodes without fail. It’s one of the most erotic stories I have ever written. I'm sure u'll like it. It’s a read and Cum Incest series.When the phone rang, Kalyani was looking down the street from her living room window, at the teenaged boys carrying beer into her neighbor's house. "Is Jayan home?" "No," said Kalyani. "Is this Ravi?" "Yea," said the voice on the phone. "Ravi, I thought Jayan was with you." "No, he said he was going to Kumar's house." After Kalyani hung up the phone, she thought, "Jayan is going to Kumar's house! Kumar's house is the one down the street that the beer went into! My teen-aged son is going to a party with drinking!" She looked down the street at the line of cars in front of Kumar's house. The party had been going on for hours now. Kalyani started to fume. Not only did she not approve of her son drinking, she didn't even like him associating with Kumar and his friends. Kumar grew up on this street, and he was always a snotty smart-alec kid. He never behaved when he came over, he just talked back. Kumar grew up with that same insolent little sneer as his dad, a spoiled upper- middle-class kid. She remembered the humiliating time a few years ago when Kumar was over playing with Jayan, and she was undressing in her bedroom, and he just opened the door and leered at her in just her panties, staring at her naked cone-shaped breasts. 

She remembered how angry she was, and yet perplexed at finding that her panties were wet. Kumar's friend Madhu, who lived behind Kalyani's house, was just as bad. He was a big bully, loud and arrogant, just like his father. Only last year, Madhu was in the back yard with some friends when Kalyani was pulling weeds, and as she bent over, Madhu groaned and made some comment in front of his friends. She went inside in disgust, but again was surprised to find that her panties were soaked. Kalyani wished her husband wasn't out of town on business. He's gone so much! And now she will have to handle this alone. Kalyani decided to go get Jayan. She stepped into some shoes, and stopped in front of a mirror to brush her shoulder-length blonde hair. She looked at herself sideways in the mirror, in a light blue top churidar and beige denim bottoms over her still- trim 5' 4" frame. Her breasts weren't large, but they jutted out nicely. Her legs still looked good and her ass cheeks aree round and firm her stomach was pretty flat for a forty-three year old woman.She walked deliberately down the street, and knocked on Kumar's door. A teen-aged boy she recognized but didn't know by name opened the door. 

He had a plastic cup of beer in his hand, and his eyes were slits. Kalyani stepped in and asked, "Is Jayan here?" The boy just shrugged. Kalyani looked down the hall that led to the family room. The hallway was filled with loud, drunk teen boys. She recognized many of them from Jayan's school. Not seeing Jayan, she began working her way down the narrow hall, having to press her fanny and her boobs against the boys. Some of them said "hi," other just smiled. Several hands brushed against her body. The family room was filled with more boys, but she didn't see Jayan. She noticed Madhu standing next to her, and she asked where Jayan was. "I haven't seen him," he said. Kalyani didn't believe him. She stood in the doorway getting jostled by boys for a while, and then moved back down the hallway. As she inched her way down the crowded hall, she felt a hand on her butt. She couldn't tell whose hand it was, but as she pushed onward, she felt other hands on her body. Some kid said, "Hey, honey, don't leave yet!" Kalyani could barely move as she pushed through the gauntlet. Another hand squeezed her butt, one was on her thigh, and another grabbed her crotch. When someone blatantly grabbed her breast over her bra, Kalyani finally said, "Stop it!" Go! away!A hand was reaching under her bottom pant of churidar, working under her panties and touching her bare butt. Another hand reached into her top, and Kalyani squealed as it forced its way into her bra and touched her bare breast. More hands were pulling the shoulders of her tank top down, and one was trying to unsnap her pants. 

Soon her top was pulled down below her bra, along with her bra straps, and her small white breasts and pink-brown nipples jiggled out. Kalyani cried out, but her voice could barely be heard above the party noise. Kalyani looked up to see Kumar standing in front of her. He was still slightly shorter than her, and still had that dirty smirk. "Hi, Kalyani," he said, disrespectfully calling her by her first name. "Jayan's not here, but you can stay." Madhu was now behind Kalyani. He pressed up against her, reached around with both hands, and grabbed her exposed breasts. "Hey, Kumar!" he called. "Her tits look just the way you described them." "Yea that's the way I remember them." So Kumar bragged to the boys about seeing her topless! Kalyani was dragged back into the family room. She looked down to see that her pants band was untied and her white panties were exposed. As someone pulled the pants down, she glimpsed a wet stain at her crotch. Her pants and panties were pulled off of her, and her top and bra were yanked off. 

Standing naked, she was being felt up by countless hands of the loud, boisterous drunken boys. Her tan legs and arms contrasted to her white torso. Her thick dishwater blonde bush had a hand on it that was trying to work a finger into her. As it slid in, Kalyani realized that the finger belonged to Kumar. She also realized that she was very wet. "Hey, the horny bitch is soaking wet!" Kumar announced, and others laughed. Kumar grabbed her hair, planted a kiss on her lips, and forced his tongue into her. With fingers tweaking her hard nipples and Kumar's finger in her vagina, Kalyani felt herself close to orgasm. She started squirming, moaned between Kumar's lips, wrapped her legs around Kumar's hand and shook uncontrollably. "Shit, she's having an orgasm!" Kumar yelled, and the others howled and laughed at Kalyani. Kalyani fell weakly back onto a couch, sitting next to Madhu. Madhu unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard dick, grabbed Kalyani by the hair, and said, "Suck it, Kalyani." Kalyani tried to resist, but eventually pressed her lips against his penis head. Madhu thrust up, and his dick slid between Kalyani's lips. Kalyani meekly sucked on Madhu's dick as he fondled her breast. Kalyani felt someone spreading her legs and looked down to see Kumar move his head between her legs and start to lick her pussy. Kalyani tried to protest, but as Kumar's tongue touched her clit, she squealed and spread her legs wide. 

Kumar continued licking as Kalyani felt herself getting close to another orgasm. She wrapped her thighs around Kumar's head, thrust her hips forward, and shuddered and shook. Someone else said, "Hey, look, she's cumming again!" Madhu slid his dick out of Kalyani's mouth, knelt between her legs, and worked his dick into her wet pussy as she sat back on the couch. Madhu pumped quickly in her as several boys felt her tits. One boy leaned over and sucked on her nipple. Kalyani squealed and cried out as she again was close to orgasm. Madhu came first, and as he pulled out, Kalyani cried out, "No, don't stop!" A lean, muscular boy sat on the couch and made Kalyani kneel in front of him and suck his dick. Someone else knelt behind her and slid his dick into her. The boys watched Kalyani's ass quiver as the teen pounded into her pussy doggie style. Various hands felt her hanging breasts. As soon as he came, another boy took his place. Soon the dick that she was sucking exploded, and as she pulled her head back it shot cum onto her face.