Hey guys, this is the second and final part of a story I’d written a few days ago. You can find the first part [here.](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k463z0/family_cums_first/) Enjoy :)
“Turn the bloody volume down!” yells Arasu’s Dad as he walked into the living room, still groggy from working late on a project. “You seem to be in a good mood” replied Arasu’s mother as she reached for the TV remote. Arasu’s Dad takes a seat on the sofa, instructing the domestic worker to fix him a cup of coffee. “Please, not right now” he responds, “At least not until I’ve had my coffee”. Arasu’s mother was in no mood to put up with his tantrums. “You’re the one who’s being a sourpuss early in the morning, not us”, she shot back. “I’m sorry, this project’s been a bit of a pain in the ass” he responded. That wasn’t his only source of frustration, though.
Turns out his brother had arranged a get-together with Shreya , at a fancy restaurant, the next day without asking him. Needless to say, he wasn’t too pleased about that. As much as Arasu’s Dad was frustrated that his father continued to whore around even after he promised his mother he wouldn’t, he was also a little paranoid about the possibility, however remote, that he might have to forego a share of the ancestral property he’d be inheriting soon to Shreya. He’d heard horror stories about long-lost relatives showing up out of the blue, only to fleece their newfound families of whatever property or money they had. It didn’t matter that Shreya had a high-paying job at one of the most reputed companies in the country, perfectly capable of accumulating her own wealth and property. It did little to assuage his paranoia. All of this meant fuck all to Arasu though, as he and Shreya spent the last couple of days texting their spiciest fantasies about each other. They were looking to meet up again, but couldn’t settle on a day. This was a great opportunity. “I think we should meet up with her, Dad. She seemed pretty amiable the first time we met.” he said with a smirk. “Alright, fine.” sighed Arasu’s Dad, “It’s not like we have a choice.” Arasu had the grin of a teenager armed with his father’s credit card at a strip club when he heard those words. Hell, he planned to make it rain on Shreya anyway, just not with money.
The following day, Arasu and the rest of the family drive to Shreya’s apartment to pick her up. As they reach the entrance of her building, Arasu’s eyes scan every bit of it in search of her. A few minutes later, out she comes, draped in a black see-through saree, looking every bit like a Goddess. “Hmph” muttered Arasu’s father. “What?” Arasu’s mother shot back. “Nothing”, he murmured. “You don’t like the way she dresses?” she prodded. “Does it matter if I approve or not?” he said in a somewhat exasperated tone. She climbs onto the backseat, taking a seat next to Arasu’s mother while Arasu occupies a seat in the rearmost row of the SUV. As they make their way to the restaurant, Shreya turns around to face Arasu. She makes eye contact with him, cracking a coy smile, winking at him while she sucks on her middle finger playfully. Arasu tells her to cut it out, fearing that they might get caught by the others. But boy was he hard as a rock.
They eventually reach the restaurant. Lunch goes somewhat smoothly, with Arasu’s Dad being not nearly as much of a sourpuss this time around as he was the last time they met. Still, the tension was palpable. You can’t undo years of baggage in a few days, after all. What could be undone, however, was Arasu’s pants. And Shreya tried her darnedest to give him a handjob. Or at the very least, caress his cock. But getting freaky at a restaurant was always going to be difficult. Her apartment, on the other hand…..
Eventually, everyone decides that it’s time to go home. Until Shreya interjects: “Arasu, I think there might be something wrong with my laptop. Could you take a look at it for me when we get home?” Arasu obliges, since he was pretty good at fixing computers. Besides, he knew why she really wanted him over. They reach her apartment. Turns out her laptop really does need fixing. He gets to work immediately, trying to get it fixed as swiftly he can. He gets it done fairly quickly. He tells her it’s done. “This is it” he thinks to himself. This is the moment he gets to be balls deep inside her. She thanks him for his services, and then asks him for one more favor: “Could you get me some sanitary napkins? I’d go to the store myself, but I don’t feel comfortable going out in the evening”. Arasu’s face falls ever so slightly, but he agrees nonetheless. He heads to the supermarket nearby, and buys a packet of sanitary napkins, along with about half a dozen condoms, much to the amusement of the cashier.
He returns to the apartment, only to find that it’s unlocked. He enters the apartment, and then locks the door. “Shreya!” he calls out, but there’s no response. “That’s weird” he thinks to himself ”She just buzzed me through at the entrance of the building.” He looks for her in the kitchen, but she isn’t there. He then heads to her bedroom, hoping that everything is okay. As he stands at the entrance of her bedroom, he can see that the room is lit by an almost amber-ish color. He enters, and he sees the room filled with candles, emanating a distinct vanilla scent. He looks around the room, and there she is. Wearing nothing but a fishnet. Her legs spread apart, exposing her soon-to-be moist pussy. Her amber-lit body accentuated by her purple lips, Arasu’s favorite color. And best of all, she was wearing a blindfold,
“What’s this?” asked Arasu coyly.
“You know damn well what this is” said an impatient-sounding Shreya.
“Do I?” quipped Arasu, as he came closer.
He positions his rock-hard bulge right in front of her face. He takes her hand and makes her touch his bulge. “This is what you do to me, aunty”. The thought of being called “aunty” drives her wild. He unzips his pants, pulls down his underwear and out comes his brown cock, harder than a diamond. While it wasn’t especially long, boy was it thick. He grabs her by the hair and gently rubs his cock on her face, Shreya can do nothing but gasp. He grabs both her arms and holds them up with his left hand. He then grabs the the back of her head with his other hand, and gently rubs the tip of his cock on her lips. Unable to resist any longer, Shreya wraps those luscious purple lips around Arasu’s cock. Not that she was planning otherwise.
“Quite the mouthful, no?” chuckled Arasu. He goes for slow, gentle thrusts this time around, remembering her discomfort the first time they had sex. Eventually, Shreya asks Arasu to stop. “What’s the matter? Was I too rough?” ask a concerned Arasu. “No, you were fine. It’s just that I need to see your face when I blow you. I need to see the ecstasy in your eyes.” How can anyone resist *that*? Arasu undoes her blindfold, she makes eye contact with him, their gaze transfixed upon each other. He lets go of her arms, she places her left hand on the side of his right thigh. She grabs his cock with her right hand, stroking it ever so gently. He moans as she runs her tongue along the underside of his cock. She then goes to town on him, alternating between sucking his cock and his balls, all the while looking into his eyes. Boy, was he loving it. They go at it for a while, until eventually Arasu finds himself ready to cum. “Shit! I’m gonna cum!” he mutters. “Good, I want every last drop you have stored in your balls” she responds, winking at him. It wasn’t long before he exploded in her mouth, moaning so loudly that he was pretty sure the neighbours heard him.
Shreya falls back against the wall, smiling at him. “I knew I wanted you the first time I saw your photos” she quipped.
“Wait, you knew who I was even before we met at the club?”
“Yeah, I did. And the moment I laid eyes on you in that club, all I could think about was you being inside me.”
Arasu should’ve been mad at Shreya for not being upfront about who she was, but he didn’t care. Not after the evening he’d just had. And he was only getting started.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” he said, stroking his shaft.
Shreya picked herself up, and began kissing Arasu passionately. They take their time engaging in a little bit of foreplay, before Arasu pushes Shreya onto the bed, and then goes on to remove the fishnet. He then reaches for a condom. Just as he’s wearing it, Shreya reaches forward. She grabs the tip of the condom, leans forward and whispers in Arasu’s ear: “Your Dad’s pushing sixty. Maybe we should give him some grandbabies.” She then removes the condom and throws it in the trash. Arasu can’t take it any longer. He pushes her onto the bed and crawls towards her. Their eyes meet, they can see the longing in each others’ eyes. Arasu kisses her softly, then rolls her over to the side, spooning her. He then grabs his cock and enters her. Shreya lets out the softest of moans, this is the moment she wanted so bad. He then reaches forward and plays with her clit.“You like this, don’t you?” he whispers in her ear. “Oh God, yes!” she says in return.
They continue in this position for a while, doing their best to make as little noise as possible. Eventually, Arasu pulls out. He picks Shreya up, carries her to the dressing table, and then flips her around. Shreya now finds herself facing the mirror. “I wanna see your face when I pummel your booty” he tells her. She loved that he was finally taking control. He takes his sweet time rimming her booty hole with his cock. “God, you’re such a tease” she tells him playfully. Arasu can do nothing but smile. “Just don’t go too bonkers. The neighbours won’t like hearing us go at it any more than they already have” “Sure, I’ll be gentle.” He was not gentle. Soon everyone in the neighborhood could hear Shreya grabbing onto the dressing table for dear life, all the while telling Arasu to not stop. “Goddamn, you’re an animal” quipped Arasu. “Only with you, babe” she responded, her body throbbing with pleasure. Soon enough, they find themselves exhausted, trying to catch their breath. “You ready for round three?” asked Shreya, her eyes beaming with anticipation. “Anything for you, aunty” he tells her.
She then takes his hand, guides him back to the bed, and pushes him onto the edge. “Let’s take this one nice and easy” she tells him. She then mounts him, her side facing his body, and begins to ride his cock. “You’re incredible” mutters Arasu as his aunt rides his cock like there’s no tomorrow. Soon, Arasu arrives. He pumps rope after rope in her, completely draining his balls. He leans forward, kisses her on the cheek and then tells tells her: “My turn”. He picks her up, lays her on her back, and begins kissing her thighs. Slowly, he uses three of his fingers to penetrate her. He then decides to up the tempo, using his other hand to play with her clit. He reaches forward and begins kissing her neck like never before. “Fuck!” screams Shreya as she pulsates from the most intense orgasm she’s ever had. Exhausted, the two of them lie in their positions, his body sprawled over hers. “You know, your parents are gonna get suspicious if we keep meeting up like this” she tells him as she runs her hand through his hair. “Nah, they’ll be fine.” he tells her. “Besides, if we do get caught and they end up disowning us, there ain’t nothing that a couple of grandbabies won’t fix.” he says with a wry smile as he rubs her abdomen. Shreya chuckles, and the two lie together for a little longer, soaking in the most memorable night of their lives.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k7i4xw/family_cums_first_part_2