Random smut stories with plot

by Jokiba

Smut of all kinds with good plot too

7. Bullying the Bhagats

Bullying the Bhagats

FuzzyWuzWriting

Summary:

A Commissioned Work

The story of a Young Bully, his Broken Victim, and how everything in the latter's life comes to revolve around his bully and his twisted desires.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Work Text:

A young Indian boy walked down the hallway looking around with a bit of paranoia. He was 14 years old and skinny for his age. He walked a bit hunched over, and had a single sling backpack with the strap across his chest. His dark hair was a bit too long, the bangs often getting into his large brown eyes.

His name was Kalki Bhagat, pronounced bah-got. And he knew his bully was stalking him.

The boy hated his bully. The bully dominated him, harassed and humiliated him. And worse, no one ever believed it…

"Hey Bhagat, where you going?" Said a high pitched voice, shot through with tones of cruelty. And they miss pronounced his name, so that it rhymed with- "Bhagat the faggot! You ignoring me?!"

Kalki heaved a sigh and turned around.

"N-no CJ… I'm not ignoring you." He struggled to keep the anxiety out of his voice as he looked… down, at his bully.

CJ Anders was nine years old. He was a redhead with shaggy orange hair and a healthy sprinkling of freckles. He grinned up at the other boy. The grin always looked malicious, almost feral. It was full of an unreal amount of confidence and always made Kalki feel uneasy.

CJ had skipped ahead several grades, and while they didn't have all the same classes together, they had enough. Kalki used to be the smartest kid in class, until this boy had been dropped into his lap. And of course every teacher had decided to team them up on almost every project. So of course they'd become the best of friends…. No, that was somehow the twisted image that CJ got everyone to believe. They had no idea the amount of abuse the younger boy put him through. It was supposed to be Kalki's last year in this school, but CJ was so smart that he might end up moving along with him! It wasn't fair!

"Yeah that's what I thought Bhagat." He continued to mispronounce the Indian boy's name. "Tch, can you believe this? Stuck with you again…" He said it like it was demeaning, but he was grinning through it. "Not that I mind, I'll get to see more of the Bhagat girls…" The kid ran his tongue over his teeth and Kalki's face darkened. But he said nothing. As ashamed as he was, he'd long been completely cowed by the younger boy. "Oh? Don't get upset Bhagat, I'm sure if you put on something cute you could match up with your twin!" The boy snorted, then broke out into full blown laughter.

Kalki grit his teeth, looking away as his bully tormented him. He hated CJ so much…

"What are you guys laughing about?" Kalki looked up, his big eyes wide in terror at the bird-like feminine voice.

CJ though, he grinned even wider as he too recognized it. "We got paired up for another project, so I'll be coming over tonight, Saira! Let your mom know so she'll make me something tasty." The boy winked at the smiling girl walking up to them.

It was Kalki's twin sister, Saira. She was a lovely young girl with the same large brown doe-eyes as her brother with long brown hair cascading down her back. She looked like the more feminine version of her brother. If you put Kalki in drag and a wig the only difference would be the girl's modest B-cups. She was dressed in a pair of jeans and a cute blouse and smiled prettily at the younger boy strolling up to her.

"Oh? Ok! I'm sure she'll make something special for you CJ!" She smiled brightly, she liked the younger boy. He was friends with her brother, yeah, but he was such a cutie. And CJ never acted his age, he was confident, and probably a bit too flirty. A part of her felt like she should put up with his antics due to his age, but another part of her liked it a little too much.

"Definitely! She can make it, and you can help feed it to me while I sit back and relax." The boy winked at her as he put his hands behind his head, leaning back just a bit as if lounging.

"Oh shut up." Saira said, swinging a hand at him playfully. He was always just a little outrageous, but that's what she liked about the cocky kid.

The worst thing about CJ? Was that he not only made Kalki feel like crap, but then he would somehow get the spotlight on himself in such a way that Kalki was left in the shadows, and no one ever saw what he put up with.

"Hey, I mean if I come over as a guest it's only right, right? Just put a little curry right here…" The boy pointed at his lips, they were soft and honestly looked very kissable in that moment to the young woman. Saira felt her face heat up and her heart speed up.

"C-CJ… Stop it…" She was biting her lip now, and spared a glance past him to her brother. She saw her twin glaring at the young boy's back, and for some reason that made her enjoy the flirting even more.

The boy just grinned and eased up slightly. "Just think it over…. Anyway, Kalki and me had some things to take care of, but if you're free I could blow him off and we could have lunch together, just the two of us." The boy moved to step even closer to her, and Saira was on the verge of agreeing to it when Kalki's hand landed on the smaller boy's shoulder.

"No! No, we have a-a lot to go over CJ!" The boy turned his head, and the subdued frown on his face looked like pure disappointment to Saira. It made her feel bad that she hadn't jumped to accept the offer… But to Kalki it looked like a promise of torment for later…

He turned fully to face Kalki. "Bhagat…" and for the first time he pronounced it correctly. The sound of it made Kalki swallow hard. "Gimme just a sec, ok? Then we can get to business. But some things are just more important, ok buddy?" Kalki took a step back. CJ raised a brow and the dark skinned boy took a few more.

CJ turned around, a smirk on his face. Saira looked a little concerned, but she managed to smile just a bit as the smaller boy moved up to her. His face came up to her barely budding chest as he bit his lip and looked from side to side, as if making sure the nearly empty hallway had no listeners.

"Did'ja… bring that thing?" Saira stiffened, and now it was her turn to look around rapidly, and especially at her brother.

"CJ…!" She hissed at him, but the boy grinned around his bitten lip and she knew he wouldn't stop. "Right now…?!" Her whisper was harsh but didn't carry past the smaller boy.

"Come on… I don't wanna have to wait till tonight… and I didn't even know I'd be coming over so… did'ja bring it?" The teens nostrils were flaring, and her big brown eyes were wide, but she finally gave the shortest and quickest of nods.

CJ's face blossomed like the sun, and that more than anything spurred her on. Saira closed her eyes for a moment but pulled her backpack off. She shuffled in it with one hand for a moment, chewing her lip hard. Kalki leaned to the side, trying to see past his tormenter to what was going on but had no luck. Finally Saira pulled her hand out, something was stuffed tightly into it and she passed it to the smaller boy who gasped slightly.

"Woah…" CJ said, not even trying to whisper.

"CJ…!" Saira hissed again, her cheeks burning. She was tempted to snatch the item back, but JC balled it up in his hand and pocketed it with a massive grin on his face.

"You're the best, really." Saira rolled her eye's but couldn't quite keep a smile off her face. Her brown cheeks really were burning and her face seemed to almost glow with a slight layer of nervous perspiration.

"Uh… Guys?" Saira jumped slightly at her brother's voice, but CJ just rolled his eyes. The ginger winked up at the taller girl, making her heart skip a beat, then turned to his 'friend'.

"Yeah yeah Kal, lets go…" She stalked over to the other boy, one hand still in his pocket. Kalki looked at it suspiciously, and when he glanced at his sister she refused to meet his gaze. That just made his anxiety worse! But he dared not ask CJ…

They moved down the hallway again with CJ taking the lead. He suddenly took a sharp turn and headed into the restrooms with Kalki almost stumbling as he turned to follow.

CJ didn't say a thing to Kalki as he went in, went into the stall and started to empty his bladder. Kalki flinched at the sound. CJ never used a urinal, but his stream into the toilet didn't sound like the other boy's in school. The bigger, older boys. They sounded normal, a light stream into the bowl… CJ's sounded like a damn water hose into a tub. Something about that sound made any boy who happened to be in the room at the same time feel uncomfortable. And Kalki, practically stuck with CJ, heard it often and felt about the same.

The boy shook himself off, zipped, and left the stall. Kalki noticed he didn't bother to lift up the seat inside and it had quite a bit of spillage on it and the floor. CJ just didn't give a fuck. Kalki swallowed as he stared at him, the other boy was being surprisingly quiet as he washed his hands. Which was itself unusual now that Kalki thought about it… it was like he was waiting for something to happen… He was waiting for Kalki to ask.

The older boy closed his eyes for a second, and when he opened them CJ was just leaning against the sink. He was staring at him with that same mean smirk on his face. Kalki broke down and in a pathetic voice asked.

"What…. What did she give you CJ…?"

CJ raised a brow, he tilted his head. "What do you mean Kal?" Oh god, he was using his name even though it was just the two of them. This was going to be bad…. "Oh… you mean, what did Saira give me? Oh that? You uh… you really wanna know? I mean…" His eyes narrowed and his tone darkened. "I don't… think… you wanna know…" Then both eased up and he smirked. "But hey, I can't keep secrets from you buddy! She just uh… gave me a little something special. I only had to ask her once too…"

The boy bit his lip, and everything about his expression and posture screamed victory and a willingness to torment the older boy. Kalki was sweating bullets, and his knees were a little shaky.

CJ reached into his pocket, Kalki's eyes started to get wide. Then the other boy pulled something out slowly. There was dark pink almost reddish color, a bit of what looked like lacy frill to it… Fabric? It stretched as if caught, it had been bunched up but was now being unrolled and with a thwap of stretched nylon it popped out and dangled between the two boys. A set of lacy dark pink panties.

Kalki's mouth hung open, his eyes were wide in absolute terror. "N-no… No f-f-f-fucking way…" He whimpered the words, stuttering badly as he put a hand on the nearby sink to stay standing. His legs felt weak, his stomach had butterflies forming a mosh pit in it.

"Oh, yes fucking way. Saira's pretty panties… used." The boy gripped the other end of the band and ran them by his nose taking a deep sniff. For just a moment he stopped focusing on his torment and it was clear he truly did relish in possessing them. "It's only a shame she wouldn't let me see her wearing just them… Damn, I'd love to see that famous Bhagat bubble butt in these…"

Something about that… Kalki's blood turned to ice.

CJ's eyes looked past the panties and he locked his gaze with Kalki's. His mouth was closed in a simple smile, but his eyes were very wide, the blue in them seemed less like the sky girls compared it too and more like a welding torch burning into Kalki. "I've got Saira's twin right here… Hmmmm…."

"Oh god… Oh god…" Kalki shuddered, shaking his head. CJ started to twirl the panties around on one hand.

"I mean… she gave them to me… but I was thinking… I'd head over to your place tonight, give them back… and ask her to try them on for me in person. And you know what Kal, I think she'll do it." Goddamnit why was he so confident?! Why did he always win?! "But… if you take them from me, then I suppose I won't be able to ask your sweet sister, will I?"

Kalki started to shake, his eyes were watering up. CJ held out his hands, the panties held between two fingers. The smaller boy jerked his head to the stalls. "Go one Bhagat… I need you to stand in for sweet Saira." Kalki reached out with a trembling hand and took the panties.

He couldn't believe this. He coudln't fucking believe it! But he was taking off his pants. Taking off his briefs… CJ could see them drop down and snickered from outside the stall. "Tighty whities Bhagat? Man these are a straight upgrade, buddy!" he sniggered nastily and Kalki had to close his eyes tight for another moment, then he began to put them on.

They slid up his legs, his knees and thighs, and he felt his still hairless testicles get clutched in them. They felt… soft… It wasn't that bad actually. Save for the shame.

"Comfy Kal?! I hope so! Now get your Bhagat buns out here!" Kalki opened the door and stepped out.

CJ watched with wide and very interested eyes, and the first thing he did was tap the capture button on his phone about five times rapidly.

Kalki saw the boy's upraised smartphone and froze up as the younger one photographed him in his sister's panties. "What are you doing?!" He squealed in a voice that actually sounded similar to how his sister would in a similar situation.

"Enjoying myself… Now turn around, I told you I wanted to see that Bhagat bubble butt…" Kalki stared at him in shock, CJ was looking directly at his phone, but when the older boy didn't turn he looked past it. Their eyes met, Kalki wide and panicked, and CJ's narrowing into a glare. Kalki whimpered and turned around. He put both hands on the side of the stall and heard the clicks from CJ's phone. His body shook and tears did finally run down his face. CJ let out a grunt, and Kalki heard him mutter. "Oof, that is a nice jiggle."

The little monster was enjoying the way his panty clad ass shook as he cried! As he came to grips with that he didn't realize that CJ was approaching him till suddenly the young boy's hand smacked into his right ass cheek. "Agh!" Kalki jumped, and whipped around.

CJ grinned up at him completely shamelessly. "Not bad Kally!" Kalki stared at him open-mouthed, his ass stinging. "Well whaddya know, the Bhagat does have a smackable bubble." He grinned wickedly, then he made a gripping motion in the air. "Not as fun to grip as your mom's, but not bad." And he had the nerve to wink at his victim!

"What?!" The older boy tried to process what had just happened! A new nickname? Oh gods he hoped this one didn't stick! And he'd smacked his ass! And… his mom…? What did he mean by that…?!

"Alright, lunch is half way over Bhagat, I'll see you later." The boy casually turned and left. Kalki immediately started to shove down the panties, but froze. Looking over, his briefs were gone…

"No… Nononononono…!" CJ had taken them. There was no way he could possibly hear CJ laughing at him, but in his head it was loud and clear.

CJ dumped the briefs in a random garbage can, and went to enjoy his lunch. When he saw Kalki later he couldn't keep the grin off his face. He wondered if the wuss had the nerve to just go commando… But the boy was moving awkwardly, and when he sat down he looked tense… He'd be good money that the faggot was totally wearing them.

The rest of the school day went well, CJ stopped by his home before going to the Bhagats. His mother was home and waved from where she sat on a couch. "Hey honey! How was school? I was thinking of ordering take out…"

Cynthia Anders was a pretty redhead who loved her son. CJ loved his mom, but he didn't really respect her.

"Nah mom, I'm just gonna clean up and get dressed, then I'm heading over to Kalki's place." His mother frowned at this, looking away for a moment.

"Oh… Ok." He walked up to her, smirking slightly, but putting it away before she looked back at him. "I just… you know how I feel about that woman. But I know you're friends with her son."

CJ shrugged. "Yeah I know, but Mrs. Prisha isn't that bad." His mothers face twisted up like she'd at a lemon and the boy had to resist laughing.

His mother hated Kalki's. They'd been coworkers and just never gotten along. He'd even heard his mother break into some pretty vile things about the other woman. "Oh Mom!" He could tell she was about to sink into a little spiral and he cut into it. "I don't think the Ritalin did anything… do you think you could get me some more? Or maybe I can try some Adderall?"

His mother blinked, then nodded. "Oh! I thought it was too low a dosage, don't worry honey I've got some already!" His mother got up and moved to her purse. His mother… was kind of a moron. It was why her career had stalled when her rival's hadn't. The woman was diagnosing, and getting drugs for her son based on HIS say so. She was far too easy to manipulate… and he rarely used the drugs as instructed, more often selling them at school to turn a profit. And he'd show'd a few kids that some real fun came when you took the amphetamines, crushed them up, and took a nice big sniff.

The clueless woman gave her maniacal son the drugs, and he gave her a peck on the cheek before heading up to take a shower. He left with a glint in his eye, and a couple ideas for how to have more fun than ever with the Bhagats.

When he got to the door it opened up for him, he'd texted Saira ahead of time and she was waiting for him. The pretty indian girl smiled, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear as the small boy came up to her grinning. She was now wearing a short skirt, it was a pretty yellow color, with a nice blouse over it. She'd dressed in something a bit nicer than her normal home comfy clothes just for him.

"Hey gorgeous! I'm here for your dork of a brother, but I think I'll stay for you." He winked at the girl, and Saira rolled her eyes but couldn't hope to keep the smile off her face.

"My god, you're the real dork…" She still couldn't believe that a boy so much younger than her could put butterflies in her stomach, but somehow CJ always did.

"If I'm a dork then that must obviously be your type. So I'm cool with that, beautiful." She let him into her house, trying to downplay his eager flirting but couldn't manage to deny anything he said.

"Kalki is up in his room, but you could just come hang out with me instead…" The girl bit her lip and curled a bit of hair around a finger. CJ knew he had the little tease wrapped around a finger, but he had things to do.

"Definitely… but I do gotta go over a few things with him. But uh, let me say hi to your mom first?" Saira was delighted that he was happy to hang out, but immediately agreed with the sentiment.

"Oh, yeah! She's in the kitchen, just come find me later, ok?"

He agreed and went in search of the elder Bhagat.

Dr. Bhagat was a fairly tall woman with slightly lighter colored skin than her children. She had the same big eyes they had, with similar hair cheekbones, and wore her own long black hair tied back at the nape of her neck in a loose ponytail. She was in the kitchen stirring something. Dressed casual she wore a bright red sari that came down to her knees. The sight made CJ grin as he walked up behind her.

Prisha raised her head, thinking she heard footsteps, but very light ones… And then a very small hand gripped her bottom and squeezed as a voice spoke up. "Wow, did you wear this for me Dr. Bhagat?!"

The woman jumped slightly, but rather than be shocked or offended a wide smile bloomed across her face. Her red painted lips splitting as she looked back and down to the little ginger haired child groping her backside.

"Maaaybe… Now take your hand from there young man, you know better!" He did, and she took a moment to glance at the entrance to the kitchen. Sure enough no one else had seen the boy fondling her backside, that was good. She had an accent that made her words always sound a bit sing-song, neither of her children had picked it up from her having been born in the USA.

CJ let go, a small laugh coming from him. "I knew it…" He said, biting his lip gently around a mischievous grin.

Prisha put up her utensil and turned to face the boy. Prisha possessed an aquiline nose with a single golden stud on the left nostril, and matching small gold earrings. CJ loved her piercings and after a little research had asked her to get more, feeling they brought out her exotic beauty… Prisha rolled her eyes when he said such things. Now she had a slightly crooked smile for the small boy, but at his gaze put one hand on a hip, and the other out to the side to show off the outfit a bit. "Yes, yes…" She said, trying to sound casual. "Do you enjoy it?"

"A lot! You're beautiful Dr. Bhagat!" His eyes roamed up and down her mature figure, his gaze a bit more hungry than one would expect from a boy his age. "Oh, can you spin around?"

Prisha raised an eyebrow, he'd walked into the room with her back turned, he'd already seen her from that view. And gotten a handful, the little scamp… But with an indulging smile, she did a spin for him. And CJ got two members of the Bhagat family to twirl and show off their outfits, just for him…

"Charmer… Well you kept saying you wanted to see me in some more traditional…" She chuckled and held up two fingers on either hand in air quotes. "'Indian' looking outfits… So here you are…" Perhaps it was strange that the woman would try on outfits for a young boy but CJ was a little charmer, and what harm was it in forgoing her normal pants and blouse for something more ethnic. It wasn't all she did for him… "But you could have let me know you were coming, instead of having Saira pass it along, I almost didn't have enough time to get ready…" She frowned just a bit.

Maybe it was worse that she, a busy single mother, also went out of her way to make a special meal just because the boy was coming over? Nonsense, he was her son's 'friend', and she was fairly sure her daughter was smitten with him. The age difference between them would be odd if CJ wasn't a bit of a prodigy. He was so very advanced in so many areas.

She showed off the Chicken tikka masala she was making, and CJ was genuinely impressed. It smelled spicy, and even at a young age he'd started to enjoy such things. Which was good when he was around the Bhagat's. Indian food was 50% spice it seemed like sometimes. And Prisha found she really enjoyed cooking for the young white boy. She even teased her son that CJ seemed to enjoy Indian spice more than Kalki! Deep down it was hard not to see the small ginger as more of a man than her own son might ever be.

"Well I mean, I could have let you know… But I didn't think it would be good if they found out I've already got your number…" The boy pulled his phone out, tapping the screen a few times before turning it to face her.

There was an image of the lovely Dr. Prisha Bhagat. It was not a photo she'd ever want to be seen by her coworkers, friends, or family. But it was on this little boy's phone.

Prisha let out a hard breath through her nostrils, her face heating up. "Yes, well… perhaps." her mouth was suddenly dry, and the little boy grinned at her.

He winked at her, running his tongue over her teeth and the young boy's eyes roamed up and down the body of the mother of two. Prisha knew he was undressing her with his eyes… and she didn't mind. It had been a long time since she'd felt truly wanted, but CJ? He always wanted her...

And how could he not, CJ thought Prisha was gorgeous, a real milf. She had amazing curves, heavy full breasts that had to be DD cups or bigger and nice round hips. He had meant what he said to Kalki too, her ass felt amazing to grab… and he did it pretty much every time he saw her. She'd let it go at first because she saw him as just a silly little boy and didn't want to make a fuss around her kids. Kalki had few friends, and Saira had taken such a quick liking to him. But he just kept doing it, then he started doing more. And she just couldn't stop him, she didn't want to stop him...

She looked away, her light brown cheeks darkening as she blushed and biting one red lip lightly. Then she heard a click and her head whipped around to see CJ pointing the back of his phone towards her.

"And there's another lovely shot of my favorite Dr! Check it out!" He turned his phone and sure enough an image of the gorgeous Indian woman, in profile. The expression on her face seemed to be thinking of something… taboo. Prisha felt shame, not for how the boy teased her, but how she enjoyed it so much.

"That's… just fine CJ… Alright, I need to finish this meal young man, I'll let you all know when it's done!" CJ nodded and headed away.

"No problem, I've gotta go mess with Kalki. But honestly I think I'm gonna spend more time with Saira instead." Prisha's eyes widened a bit upon hearing that, and her breathing became much heavier.

"Oh…?" She asked, swallowing as she looked at the diminutive boy who looked at her with an impish smile.

"Yeah… I think he's not gonna like it at all… Poor little Bhagat." He did not pronounce her last name correctly and Prisha stiffened. She knew some of the truth of the relationship between her son and this boy. They were friends of a sort, but she knew that CJ bossed Kalki around. Made him do whatever he wanted. Called her son names, and even attached a dirty slur to their family name in the name of abusing her poor weak little son. She shuddered when she heard him pronounce the name like that, and in a way it was like she was being bullied too. A grown woman being taunted by this little boy...

CJ turned away, focusing on his plans for the evening. Prisha turned to her stove, letting out a breath through her mouth. When she heard another click. Her head whipped around and he was there taking another photo from behind, and his camera seemed aimed oddly low… She gasped slightly, but CJ just winked at her and stepped out of sight.

Prisha knew a photo of her from behind, fully dressed, was one of the more tame images that CJ had of her. That boy… Gods, she let him do anything he wanted, even if it included her children.

CJ was grinning as he looked at the second photo, a close up on prisha's bottom. Her sari didn't have the lowest cut back, but it was still tied at the waist and gave a nice outline to the milfs plump backside. The boy could get lost in her ass…

He glanced at Saira's door, wanting to head straight for it, but he had to deal with Kalki first. He entered without knocking and the boy jumped slightly. Skittish as a bird, and CJ had to roll his eyes.

"C-CJ! Y-you're here!" The boy swallowed nervously, but resigned.

CJ just snorted. "Yeah I'm here numbnuts. I said I'd be…" He glanced around the room as he closed the door. Kalki's bedroom was the same as ever. Subdued. He was a geek but didn't really show it off. It was like he didn't know how too. "But just for a bit, Saira wants to hang out, and honestly…" He finally looked to meet Kalki's eyes, grinning smugly as he shrugged. "I'd rather hang out with her."

Kalki's eyes were wide and he looked at the ground. A mixture of feelings. He was glad to not have to deal with CJ, but also felt like a coward for letting the little monster be with his sister instead… And the worst feeling? Deep down, the tiniest bit of jealousy that the boy who was supposed to be his 'friend' would rather be with his sister. He knew the friend thing was more a ploy CJ used to fuck with him, but still… he was the closest the Indian boy had. How pathetic was that?

"I just had to ask first." Said CJ, Kalki looking up at him wearily. "Are you still wearing them?"

Kalki tensed up like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on him. "NO…!!" He said in a strangled hiss of a whisper.

CJ just frowned. "You better not have thrown 'em away Bhagat, those were a gift." The boy actually looked stern, with no merci for the rapidly hyperventilating Kalki.

"I… I… Oh god…" The boy reached over to his backpack and fished them out. He held them out to CJ, but the other boy made a face.

"What? Oh, fuck I don't want them back you freak! They've been rubbing against your balls!" He had a malicious smile on his face as he said the last, chuckling darkly. "I just said they were a gift, I want you to keep them now…"

Kalki looked down at the panties, more dark and conflicting feelings going through him.

"But uh… out of curiosity, did you take them off after I left, or did you wear them the rest of the day?" Kalki looked away, and CJ began to snigger.

"Heh… yeah, it looked like you were extra comfy today Kally…" The older boy's face was burning, and yet again he could feel his eyes starting to form unshed tears. "Anyway Bhagat, I've gotta go see your sister."

Kalki looked at him sharply, as if this was a surprise. "But don't worry, I'll check on you again later…"

"Just…!" The boy finally spoke up, even standing. He was at least a foot taller than the much younger boy, but somehow it did nothing to change the power structure. "Just don't do anything… to her…" Then with a look at CJ's expression. "Please…?"

CJ's expression didn't soften, it just evened out. Then he turned thoughtful for a moment… "I'll tell you what Kally… Your sister… I like her a lot.. And I think I wanna play with her… Especially her pretty mouth." The boy smiled like a demon, and one hand reached down to readjust his pants. And for some reason, in some ungodly way, Kalki knew that whatever was between the little white boy's legs, it was something that would truly shame him. He thought of the sound of a hose pouring out, the sound of the nine year old pissing at school.

"But maybe… if someone else did it for me… I might not need Saira…" He looked away, almost thoughtful. "But I think we'll just see what happens." And before Kalki could readily process all that, CJ left the room. Kalki's mind spun, short circuited, and felt like it was on fire. He didn't want to put the dots together, he really, really didn't want to.

Saira was just finishing up her homework when there was the lightest of knocks on her door. The girl's face lit up. "Come in!" She called with a smile and sure enough the door swung open to reveal the dimpled smiling face of CJ.

"Hey! Uh… Can I come in?" He leaned into the room a bit, but didn't take the first step.

Saira rolled her eyes. "Yes you dork! Get in here!" He gave a playful wince as if hurt but his smile didn't really waiver as he entered and closed the door behind him casually. Saira put up her items and patted the bed next to her.

"Get everything figured out with Kalki?" CJ nodded as he turned and pushed himself up to sit on the bed with a grunt.

Even though she'd indicated the spot it still surprised the rather meek girl when the cute boy was suddenly right against her. His leg against one of hers. Saira almost moved away, but fought off the urge, she was just nervous.

"Yeah, you know how he is, he's got most of it already figured out… and uh, I'd rather hang around you instead." Saira giggled, her face reddening. "I mean, I think it might make him jealous… but you're worth it." That made her swallow, her heart pounding.

Then the boy looked away, at the room around them.. "I like your room… Way better than Kalki's!" He said with a laugh, but it was true. It wasn't like Kalki's, it had a lot of personality. A typical teenage girls room, with a splash of her Indian heritage in some of the decorations. Saira tried to make her room her own, and succeeded. Then he looked back at her. "And it smells really good…"

Saira blinked, and felt her stomach do a flip. "Y-yeah? Thanks…" She felt nervous, and then a smiling CJ leaned in closer to the girl.

"You smell nice too Saira… You always do…" Now the girl was leaning away, but only a bit. She was breathing too fast and feeling a light headed.

Then she remembered something. "D-do you still have my panties?!" She blurted out and CJ backed up a bit.

CJ blinked at that, then started to run his tongue over his teeth thinking. "No… not on me…"

Saira made a face. "Well I didn't think you'd be wearing them. Oh god, I can't even see that… Maybe Kalki though…" She smirked at that. She felt a little bad about it, but she, like many siblings, loved to tease and taunt, and maybe even bully her sibling. He was undoubtedly the weaker twin.

But when she said that CJ gave her a speculative look.

"What? I'm joking, I'm sure he'd never do anything like that either." She shook her head casually, dismissing it but the look on CJ's face grew odder.

"Actually…" The smaller boy leaned back for a second and fished his phone from his pocket as Saira frowned at his tone. "Maybe he would…"

"No… No way! Stop that!" Saira broke into only somewhat awkward giggles as she pushed on the redhead's arm.

But CJ scrolled on his phone, then grinned at his screen before turning for her to see. And sure enough… There was her twin brother, only a bit of his face in the view, but more than enough for her to recognize him. What was more prominent in the view, was his brown bubble butt in HER panties!

"Oh. My. GOD." Saira immediately snatched the boy's phone and stared at the image. "CJ…!" She hissed at him. "Did you make him do that?!"

Her cute little crush looked at her with a shit eating grin. A devilish smile that showed not an ounce of shame. "I told you I wanted to see what your ass looked like in them… so I made Kalki be your stand in."

He reached out to pluck the phone from her hand while a frozen Saira processed. She knew that Kalki was a wuss… And she knew that CJ was his friend, but kind of ran all over the older boy… but she had no idea… She swallowed hard, conflicted. She felt bad for her brother, but looking at the little white boy, grinning like a devil, cocky and without a care she felt her own heart throb with a dark desire.

"I can't believe you did that… You made him?" The boy answered that with a smile and a wink. Saira's eyes were wide, perhaps a little frantic, but she didn't look angry. She bit her lip, looking from him to her door, then to the boy who she was starting to realize maybe she didn't know as well as she thought.

"I did… He didn't like it, but he didn't deny his butt looked good in them." Saira looked away, a bit horrified but still intrigued. "And don't worry about Kally, he likes being bossed around, why do you think he hangs around with me so much?"

The young girl's brow furrowed. He had a point. Her brother was a wimp, kind of lame… The truth was that this was the first year he hadn't had a bully on his case non stop. Then it clicked… He did. A diminutive one that bossed him around, and even came over to his house on the regular. Saira's chest felt tight as she looked at the small boy in a new light.

"But, I gotta be honest, I'd still rather see yours." She blinked at that. "If only to compare, and then I can tell Kally how much better yours is."

Saira let out a small gasp. "You'd tell him?!" Her voice was forced into a hiss, whispering despite it just being the two of them.

"Tell him that you know where your panties went? Tell him that your ass is still cuter? More smackable?" Her face, and then her entire body seemed to heat up. "Oh yeah… What do you think? Wanna help me bully poor little Kally?"

"Oh my god… you're so bad…" She was definitely feeling a little light headed, but she looked excited, eager even. She pushed off the bed, walking a few feet away and putting her slightly shaky hands to the sides of her skirt.

She looked away, and when she glanced back CJ wasn't just watching, he had his phone raised up. Saira knew she should scream at him, tell him not to take a photo! But… It was far too exciting… and then, to make it better… he could even show that photo to Kalki, and make it worse for her little brother. Her entire body shuddered at the thought, and she flipped her skirt.

She heard his phone click several times as the boy rapidly took shots, a small groan coming from him. Saira's bubble butt flashing as she closed her eyes and let out a long breath through her mouth.

"Woah…" CJ murmured, and as Saira bit her lip, the corners of her mouth raised into a smile she couldn't quite control.

Her soft cheeks were perfect, a nice perfect bubble butt that was definitely better than her brothers. It helped that she was far more comfortable in her clothing when she showed it off. She was wearing a set of white panties, even more lace and swirls of fabric on it than the ones she'd given him before.

"So? Whose is better?" Saira looked over her shoulder as she asked, her usual bird-like voice husky and out of breath.

"Oh, definitely you… Unng…" he groaned, and she couldn't help it. She swung her hips and the teenage girl shook her ass for this teenage boy. "Hhhnng!" This time his groan was louder and she loved it.

She was tempted to do more, but she wasn't sure what.

"Take them off." The boy suddenly said. She looked back at him for a moment, then her head whipped away. She knew that it was too much, too far. But she also realized it was what she was already thinking about doing. But to make it worse… he hadn't asked, or begged like she'd expect a teenage boy to do. CJ, the cute nine year old boy who bullied her brother, and seemed to have her mother wrapped around his finger had just told her to take her panties off.

Almost without thinking Saira pushed her fingers into them, and pushed them down. Her skirt fell to block the view again. Her breath came in shuddering gasps as her panties fell around her ankles and she straightened back up and stepped out of them.

CJ was honestly surprised. He'd made the order on a whim, he hadn't really thought it through. As the words left his mouth he'd regretted them slightly, feeling it was pushing it. But the girl obeyed… And as he looked at her he realized she had more in common with her brother than just looks. It seemed like all the Bhagat's had a submissive streak a mile long. Starting to realize just how much power he had over them, the redhead grinned like a lunatic. He had all three of them showing off their sexy brown backsides for his enjoyment in one day...

"Now, flip your skirt… and bend over." Another command, and she obeyed, her entire body shaking like she had a fever.

Saira flipped her skirt, and bent. One hand went out to grip a nearby chair at her writing desk and her bare brown bottom was revealed. Her cheeks clenched without thinking and hiding the balloon knot inside, but between her legs the boy could clearly see the soft folds of her vagina.

"Unnng…" CJ let out another groan, and against all her anxiety, her shame, and riding on top of her ever growing excitement the girl found her mouth spreading out in a wide almost rictus grin. Breathing heavily through her mouth, she took an obscene joy in showing this little boy her unmentionables…

Then she heard something else… A zipper? Rustling of clothing? She went stiff. Even her shaking almost completely stopped. And then she heard the sound of CJ grunting and something moving, then an almost slick sound of sliding skin on skin…

She gasped, stood up straight and whirled around.

"Agh!" This time her gasp was very nearly a shriek! Her hands flying to her face to cover her mouth, fingers over her eyes, but not blocking her view… Of cute little CJ. Charming CJ. Blatantly manipulative CJ… Stroking an absurdly large white penis.

It didn't make sense! She'd had sex ed! More than one year in a row! And yes, she'd even looked up some things online… She knew boy's had penises, and she knew young ones had small ones! And she KNEW that there was NO WAY that a nine year old boy, no matter how mature, or smart, or whatever could possibly have a-a-a THINGY, THAT BIG!

He stroked it, his hand sliding from near the top where precum welled up, getting on his small fingers, then sliding back down. He couldn't even fit his hand around the entire width of it. It was huge, it had to be half the length of the young boy's arm, or bigger! And definitely thicker than his own wrist! And hers for that matter.

"Sorry… I just got too excited. And since you showed me yours, I figured it was fair." He shrugged, and his tone was so darn casual!

Saira just stared, her big brown eyes the size of saucers. Her shoulders rose and fell with her gasping for breath, her heart hammering in her modest chest. CJ looked past his oversized cock and met her eyes. He knew he couldn't just stop here, she was his, he just had to take her!

"Come here." He said, and as if under a compulsion the girl began to walk forward on unsteady legs. "Do you think it's big Saira?" he asked, and the girl's head wobbled up and down, her big eyes unable to look away. The young boy grinned like a madman, and then began to move. He got a leg under him, a bit awkward with his pants undone, but he stood up on the edge of the bed.

Saira let out a small shuddering whimper as the boy she normally looked down at now towered over her, his maddening girth looming over her like a club. He grunted, and pushed his pants off and they fell to bunch up just under his knees, and she realized his balls were just as oversized. Two huge globes dangling too far down for a nine year old… Her mind ran through every image and diagram she'd seen in sex ed about testicles to make sense of them, and she boggled to think about how much they could… produce.

"Closer…" He entreated, still casually stroking his upraised shaft. She moved within a foot of him… "Now hold still." And he let his cock drop down.

Saira's eyes snapped shut and she let out a squeak as the hot, slick, and throbbing weight of his fat cock landed on her young face. "Aa-ah-ahh…" She whimpered and one eye opened up, but the sounds of his phone clicking were already audible as the boy snapped photo after photo of the innocent young girl letting his cock rest on her face.

"You look so pretty like that, Saira… I can't wait to show Kally… and your mom." She gasped, and then let out a slight groan. She could taste the musky scent of his cock in her mouth!

"M-mom…?" She said in a squeak of her normal voice, and she watched CJ sliding his finger over his phone. His eyes were wide under his ginger colored bangs, and looming over her his shadowed face seemed demented.

He found what he wanted, and his head tilted back a bit, a smile on his face as his freckles came into clear view again. "There we go…" He showed her the screen.

Dr. Milf was the name at the top of the contact details.

It was her mother's phone number… she had no idea he had her number! And above it an image. She could only see it with one eye, the other obstructed by CJ's girthy shaft, and she saw there was one guaranteed way to get it out of her view. By doing like her mother did…

In the image Prisha Bhagat had her red painted lips wrapped around a monstrously huge cock. They were stretched out, elongated as she sucked for all she was worth. Rings of red wrapped around the base of his cock, and she realized that her mother had somehow fit the entire thing in… and more so, her pretty face, with her makeup an utter mess, was also glazed in several white streaks of what had to be semen. Where the married mother of two had taken a facial from the prepubescent boy, then gone back for more.

"Mmmm… Don't worry, I know it's big, but with practice you'll get it there too." CJ reached down with the same hand that was still slick from stroking his precum leaking member and entwined his fingers in her hair, not too roughly but with a firm grip. His cock slid down her face, and she felt the slick sensation as it dragged down with a wet sound, and the extra warm sensation as precum dribbled down her face.

"Now… open up, niiiice and wide." His cock was aimed right at her mouth. Her lips were already parted, sucking in hard deep breaths. But Saira opened them wider, and looking past his cock she saw a pleased look on CJ's face.

"Alright everybody! Dinner's readyyy!" Called out the strong accented voice of her mother.

CJ let go of her hair with a frown and Saira fell back onto her bottom in surprise. Her skirt fell back and the boy got a clear view of her hairless teenage pussy. That turned his frown upside down, and when Saira gasped and shoved her skirt down as he laughed openly.

"Ok, maybe later then?" He winked at her, and stepped off the bed and to the ground with a thud. He started to tap at his phone, an interested smirk on his face.

Saira squirmed and moved for her panties, but a loud throat clearing made her stop. She looked back and the boy was looking at her over his mobile device.

"Uh uh, you don't need panties for dinner." He snorted as if that was the silliest thing, and even rolled his eyes. It was ridiculous, but she felt embarrassed as if she had been doing something just stupid.

"Head on down, make sure you grab Kally. I'll be along in a moment…" The boy sat, bare bottomed on her bed, still tapping at his phone.

Saira stood up, taking another glance at his cock. It stuck out and away from him, and seemed to droop, too heavy for its own massive size to stay standing without constant stimulation. She got up biting her lip and left the room to go check on her brother.

Kalki could tell something was off with Saira and his nerves were on fire, but she refused to talk about it and just told him to hurry up and come with her.

Prisha downstairs was finishing up preparing the table when her own phone buzzed from across the room.

She wasn't on call at the moment, but as a rather busy medical practitioner she was always alert to a possible emergency.

Walking over she saw it was CJ texting her. She had left the image of him on her phone blank, because anytime she thought about changing the photo she honestly worried about her ability to just put his face and not… another part of the boy.

She opened up the text. Her dark eyes went very wide. There were two images, one after the other. A bottom, two images of it. One in pink panties, the other in white. Her first thought was Saira… and what this could mean if he was getting photos like this from her daughter. Then texts came through.

"Can you tell your twins apart from this angle?" Prisha's jaw dropped. Her heart raced, and to her great shame the place between her legs began to tingle as her nostrils flared to pull in enough air.

"Maybe this'll help…" And then another photo, the backdrop was the same as the white one, but this time there were no panties… and she knew that her little girl had exposed herself to this little devil of a white child.

"That's not the best one though… Too bad you interrupted us." And a final image, of her daughter one eye half lidded, and CJ's length draped over half her young face.

Prisha gasped, staring in shock. Then had to tear her gaze away as footsteps were heard a moment before her daughter, then her son entered the room.

The two of them looked at her. Saira looked guilty, and nervous. And she stared at her mother in something like confusion as if she'd never really seen her before today. Kalki just looked worried. The boy froze for a second seeing the two females of the house sharing a glance, and his own nerves skyrocketing.

"H-Have a seat, you two…" And the two moved, going to take their spots on either side of the table, their mother would sit at the head. Speaking of which. "W-where is… Where is CJ?" Asked their mother. Kalki frowned deeply, he'd never, ever heard his mother stutter like this. She sounded so worried. Saira felt like she was going to chew her lip off, she was biting it so much. She heard the shudder in her mother's voice, and she thought she could understand why. The woman had been holding her phone… and she had the feeling CJ had been texting the matriarch of the house.

"Oh man, it smells really good! Extra spicy I bet!" CJ said as he entered the room. The seating had him behind Kalki, with Saira looking almost directly at him and Prisha able to view him immediately. Saira gasped, and a moment later Prisha's hands gripped the table tightly. Kalki froze up at their reaction, and strongly resisted the curious urge to turn and see.

CJ walked up to the table, completely nude. His pale white skin seemed to shine as he moved to the corner between Kalki and his mother. "Here hold this Kally…" He shoved something against the boy's chest and he took it instinctually before finally turning to look at his bully with a sneer. It wilted almost immediately into utter shock.

Kalki jumped in place slightly and cried out. "Agh!" he looked at his diminutive bully, disbelieving his own eyes. The teen's gaze rapidly went from his bully, to his mother and sister, but while the other two both looked shocked as well, no one said a thing. "W-what the hell is wrong with you?!" He snapped at CJ, his desperation clear.

CJ had been smiling in a shockingly casual way, but at Kalki's words his face parted in a manic smile. Worse than anything Kalki had ever seen from the smaller boy. "What do you mean Kally? There's nothing wrong with me at all…"

Kalki shook, his mouth trying to work. "Y-you're naked! And insane! Get away fr-"

"Kalki!" Said his mothers voice, a strained tone to it as she struggled to sound in control and failed quite thoroughly. "CJ… is a guest. You will show respect to your… friend." Prisha tried to look away, to focus on her plate. But her eyes kept wandering to the boy's cock.

Kalki had done everything in his power not to look at it, but staring at his mother in disbelief he had no choice. The young boy's brown face became strangely off color. Sickly, if not quite able to pale in absolute terror as sweat broke out on his brow.

"This looks delicious… Mmm…" CJ completely ignored them, and taking a utensil by Prisha's hand he gathered a bit of her carefully prepared meal and took a bite. "Mmmm! Oh! That is good! Wow! You really outdid yourself Prisha."

It seemed wrong to hear the boy call his mother by her first name, but it was such a small thing on top of all the rest that Kalki was numb to it.

"You know that reminds me, there are aprons and things that say stuff like, kiss the cook… I think it's to show they did a good job…" The boy bit his lip and Prisha's mouth opened a bit. "I think you deserve to be praised as much as possible for this…"

Kalki and Saira watched as the naked young white boy, just at height with their mother's sitting, leaned in. Prisha was was stiff, nervous, but unresisting… As CJ gripped her soft ponytail, used it to wrench her head to the side and face him, then pressed his mouth to hers in a wet open kiss. His small lips met her plush ones, his tongue pushing into her mouth almost immediately. His one hand gripped her hair, but the other let go of his fork on the table and reached for her chest.

Prisha moaned, a wanton and lewd sound as this young boy's tongue tangled with hers. He groped her breasts with her children watching. Mauling her left breast, but stopping suddenly. He pulled away from her, Saira was at the perfect angle to see a long string of saliva connecting their mouths. "Wait, what's that?!" He looked, and sounded, absolutely delighted.

Prisha sucked in air, her body feeling unsteady. She looked at anything but her children, but flinched slightly as CJ groped her breasts again and finally let out a small whimper.

Kalki grit his teeth and was on the verge of screaming, the idea of his mother in pain pushing him to the edge. But then the woman's mouth opened and it wasn't a scream, it was another moan. His anger deflated, it was as if he'd fallen in on himself…

CJ gripped her top with both hands, and Prisha closed her eyes. The young boy gripped her collar, and with a hard yank pulled her sari apart. Her breasts, in a black bra appeared. Saira saw what he was getting at first, the glint of gold at the edge of her bra cup. CJ only needed one hand this time to yank them down and reveal her bare breasts.

Perfect round globes. Like the rest of her they were a shade lighter than her children's, save for her nipples. Those were dark like chocolate chips. But they glistened with adornment. Prisha had a set of small golden rings pierced through her nipples! CJ looked at them in wonder, then moved aside so Kalki could see as well as Saira already did.

"Look! Isn't that amazing! Oh man…" he looked at Prisha, shaking his head in wonder. "I have to practically pull teeth to make Kally put on some cute panties, and meanwhile his sexy milf of a mother is over here putting in lewd rings on her nipples just for me…" He reached out and hooked one, lifting it up as Prisha moaned.

Kalki stared, his face completely fallen. "M-mother…?" The woman was breathing fast, her body trembling.

CJ moved close to her, but still looking at Kalki as he molested her right breasts. "See this Kally? This is what a good slut looks like…" His voice went nasal and whiny. "She's not a poor victim to be bullied and whine about it…" CJ put on a heavy pout as he said the words, mocking the eternally depressed Kalki. Then he straightened up again. "Nope, she's a dirty slut who gets off on being put in her place and used."

He still had that crazy look in his eye and with the last words he yanked Prisha's heavy breast from side to side, then finished with a hard slap to the side of her tit sending it bouncing around as the boy laughed.

"But don't worry… You'll figure it out. You've got a great example here." And he gripped her chin and pulled the milf over for another obscene kiss. Shorter this time though, as he broke it, and looked at Saira instead.

"And of course your lovely twin is definitely working her way there."

Kalki looked at Saira and CJ moved around the table. The girl looked at him in something between nervousness, terror, and barely constrained excitement. It was like she was in some insane dream and she couldn't decide if it was a nightmare or one she'd wake up from humping her pillow again… As he walked around the table it was evident that he was now rock hard, his monstrous girth in full display.

Kalki couldn't believe the size of it… It was insane. It was unbelievable. It was just another thing the little bastard would lord over him… Possibly literally.

CJ grabbed the side of her chair, and with a grunt he dragged it sideways. Saira let out a small squeal as he turned her to face him head on. His cock was facing the teenage girl, and even with her mother and brother right there she only had eyes for him. The boy put both hands on her arm rests and leaned closer to her. "Hmmmm… Hey Saira…"

He was so calm, his face relaxed back to a smirk with a raised eyebrow. He'd spoken to her just like that at school… It was like he'd found her in the cafeteria, and was flirting with her infront of her friends again. Not caring if the girls laughed a little, and so cocky with it that they all stopped and would admit, either in that moment, or later on, that somehow it was true, this crazy little boy wasn't normal.

"H-hey CJ…" She said breathlessly, her own eyes very wide and constantly flickering down to the stiff cock between his legs.

"You know… I know this is all freaking you out a little.. But uh… be honest…" He looked to the side, his face still on her, then his eyes came right back. "Are you turned on right now?"

Her mouth opened, not to answer but to suck in gulps of air. She was so nervous! So freaked out! And… so… turned on. But she couldn't tell him, oh gods…

His smirk showed a few teeth, and he winked at her. "That's ok… I know how to find out."

And with that he reached down and put his hands on her knees. Saira felt helpless to stop him somehow. The boy pulled, and her legs gave almost no resistance as they spread. Then he lifted her skirt and looked. "Mmm, oh yeah." He turned his head to look at Kalki and Prisha. "She's definitely turned on."

Saira let out a strangled whine, her hands grabbing at her skirt and wringing it hard.

Then he surprised her again, he hooked his fingers under her knees and pulled! She was surprised, and without thinking she moved with him. The boy pulled her to the edge of the seat, her back falling to slump a bit, and then with a thud as his knees hit the thick carpet under them, he was face to face with the teenage girl's very wet pussy.

"Oh my god…" She said in a hushed whisper, with a note of awe.

"Mmmm..." CJ kept his eyes on her wet and slightly spread lips, and spoke without ever turning away. "Prisha, that dinner looks amazing, but theres something else I need to try first, ok?"

And to the combined shock of both twins the woman replied. "Th-thats alright CJ… Please enjoy your meal."

The boy looked up at Saira, taking his eyes off her snatch for the first time with a devilish grin. "Is she the best or what?" Saira just looked at him with absolute astonishment, and then he leaned in and her eyes went as wide as humanly possible.

"Agh!" She cried out, not in pain, or even pleasure, but shear surprise. She'd never been touched there! And CJ immediately pressed his tongue against her lips, lapped at them a couple times, then pushed past them hungriily. "Aahnnn!" Her cry was louder, still shocked, but something else. CJ's lips met hers, and hit tongue tasted her juices directly. Saira's entire body shook, her hands gripped her skirt tightly, then working on instinct the girl moaned again, and scooted her bottom as close to the edge as possible and lifted her legs into the air! Her knees managed to hook over the arm rests, it was uncomfortable, but paid off instantly CJ's tongue went even deeper. "Aaahhnnn!" Her cry was loud, clear, and lewd. "Oh gaaawwddd…!"

Kalki looked at his moaning gasping sister, the head of red hair moving between her legs, then back to her face. Her mouth was open, her eyes rolling back. Oh god… this was so wrong, so fucked up! And… he was painfully hard, like nothing he'd ever felt before in his life! His eyes were wet with unshed tears from the insanity, and as his sister moaned, than nearly screamed reaching her first oral orgasm he looked at his mother.

Prisha had her teeth bared and her lips puckered as she sucked in air. One hand was gripping one of her nipples, or rather it was gripping the ring. Pulling, tugging, and even twisting at the exotic piercing. Her other hand… was out of sight, under the table and he realized his mother was also slumped in her seat and he knew what her other hand was doing.

Saira felt amazing. The position was a bit awkward, but CJ, the cute boy she'd had a crush on all semester was tonguing out her pussy… And yes, her brother was watching, but god his pathetic looking face just made it even more satisfying… and her mother? Mother was definitely playing with herself! She was probably jealous that CJ's head was between Saira's legs! That thought ontop of everything else came to a head as the boy's lips began to suck at the nub of her clit. Saira shook in the seat, her hips working as if to hump him! Her legs came together, trying to pull him close, and she had to slap both her hands to her mouth as a squealing scream of orgasmic pleasure ripped through her!

He kept going and she had to take a hand off her mouth, grab his hair and start begging. "S-stop! Stop! STAAAHPP! AAAAHHNN!" Another orgasm was ripped from her, her pussy was so sensitive it hurt! And thankfully he did.

CJ grinned as he pulled back. His mouth and chin were soaked in her juices and she shook as she looked at him.

The boy spread her legs, and stood up with a small grunt. She looked at his cock. It was massive, looking even bigger now… and pointed right at her soaking wet pussy.

"Ok!" But no, he turned away from her, the girl blinking rapidly in confusion and more than a little relief. "Prisha!" He pointed at the milf. The woman instantly let go of her nipple and her other hand stilled. "She's not ready yet, and I've been wanting you all day…" The woman moved before the second word was completely finished, standing up.

"Clear the table some…" The woman immediately followed. "Fucking help her Kally! You dumb faggot!" he snapped at the boy, who cringed but moved, hating himself for it as they pushed the food and cutlery down to the farther end of the solid wooden table.

CJ moved closer to Prisha and started to tug at her clothes, and the submissive milf helped him. She shoved the Sari down the rest of the way and tossing her braw away at the same time. Both twins realized that their mother was wearing a thong. Kalki was in shock, but Saira realized she must have put it on along with the rest of the outfit just for CJ… She knew in that moment that she'd have to start changing her wardrobe like her mother.

The boy grinned at the near naked woman, and raised an eyebrow at the thong. Prisha nodded and started to push it down. And as she bent a bit CJ reached up, taking her face in his small hands and pulling her down for a deep kiss. Her eyes went wide, she could taste her own little girl's juices! And then she let out an obscene moan, though a small squeak broke through as he roughly yanked on one nipple ring. He broke the kiss, slapping one of her tits again. Then doing it himself, CJ grabbed her thong and yanked it down for her to step out of.

"Now lay on that table… and spread those sexy legs…" His face was manic, and Prisha couldn't even speak through her own whimpers. She got on the table, the entire thing groaned just slightly but was more than strong enough to hold. The boy used her seat as a stool to stand on between her legs.

Prisha spread them wide, using two fingers she spread the rest as well. She had no bush, having shaved for the boy not too long ago. But there were small black spots, her already lighter toned skin even more so in this private area. He moved his cock into place and let it fall on her. The length of it extending up past her pelvis and almost to her belly button. He looked at Kalki.

"Hey Kally, you know how some assholes talk about fucking your mom? Well I've been doing that for a while now…" Kalki was crying, looking away and covering his face. "Hey, look at me when I'm fucking talking to you dipshit!" The boy moved his hands, and looked with a distant gaze. "Look… this is a big deal ok? Because what I'm about to do, I'm not gonna fuck your mom Kally… I'm gonna breed her!"

Prisha let out a shuddering breath, her eyes closing. She'd stopped taking her birth control just over a month ago, and she was indeed fertile.

CJ lined his cock up with her pussy, holding one of her legs whle the other aimed his shaft. And with a grunt and quite a bit of experience the nine year old shota stud drove his oversized young cock deep into the mother of two's waiting pussy. "Hnnng!"

"Aahhn…! Ah… oh gods!" Prishna gasped out, both her hands moving to grasp at the edges of the table. CJ drove his shaft over half way in, then just let his hips fly. Pulling and pumping, he working into a rapid almost hyperactive rhythm! He was horny, a bit pent up, and soon enough balls deep inside of his favorite milf!

"F-f-fuck… Oh, CJ! CJJJJ!" Her accented voice cried out the boy's name!

When a moment later the boy's small hands gripped her full tits, fingers hooking into the rings and pulling hard, she didn't just moan, she screamed! Yelling out her legs wrapped around the boy and she bucked her hips as she came hard while her young stallion fucked her into oblivion while her own son and daughter watched in the ultimate display of degradation and submission! She wasn't their mother right now, she was a bitch in heat! A thing for her stud to use at his pleasure. Or perhaps as he had said, a perfect example for them to follow. Perhaps she wasn't such a bad mother, not when worshipping this young boy and his massive cock was just the best for them.

Prisha didn't just cum, she came multiple times. She came when he yanked on her tits like he was going to rip her poor nipples off. She came when he pulled out to just the tip, then slammed his entire girth into her balls deep. His obscene tool so thick that both of her children saw the disturbing bulge of his fat cock head stretching out her womb. And she came when she looked into his face and saw not a manic grin, or a dominant savagery, but just an adorable little boy. Naked, inside her, his bright red hair plastered to his forehead in sweat and a loud moan breaking through. She let go of the table, and put her arms around him instead.

Kalki was in a state of shock. Seeing something that had to be a nightmare. His bully, that tiny little fucker who'd made his life miserably, was on top of his mother! CJ was a small boy with a big attitude and apparently an even bigger cock. The sight of them, his pale skin contrasting with the rich brown of his mothers. A small boy being engulfed by a pair of thighs that were as thick around as his waist, his small hands sinking into large full breasts. Kalki watched the boy's face change. From a wild aggressive lust to just an aching desire for release. And he heard his own mother crying out in return, wanting the boy's cock, wanting his cum, wanting him to use her in the worst way and gleefully receiving it.

"D-d-do it! Do it baby! Cum in me! Make me a mother!" Her accent got even thicker as she begged. Chewing on syllables, and her squealing getting louder on every deep thrust that had his balls smacking against her ass. "Aaahh!" He fell onto her, his stomach on hers and his hands groping her breasts, small fingers sinking into the soft pliant flesh and with a loud explosive moan that was muffled by his face pressed into her soft stomach CJ came deep inside her.

His cock throbbed, and they could hear the audible sound as it expelled its load. A massive amount of seed was pumped into her. Prisha bit her lip, her eyes rolled back. Saira on the side had started rubbing her own pussy and looked at her mothers aquiline profile in utter astonishment. The woman was smiling. Content and pleased as she held this little boy close and took his seed into her womb. There was just so much, the excess spilled out pooling on the ground.

A moment later CJ groaned, and shoved against Prisha rather carelessly as he got upright.

"Oh… Ok, I needed that…" He reached down and past her. The sturdy table had really taken his pounding, and he took a glass of some kind of juice, and knocked it back. The thirsty boy chugging as his cock softened inside the well fucked milf. He raised the glass a bit too high, some dribbling past his chin, onto his chest then her stomach. Prisha let out a slight sigh at the sensation then tittered to herself.

"Oh… such a messy boy…" She reached up to caress his face as he took the empty glass away with a gasp of air. She smiled like he was her own child, but with a intimacy that obviously went far beyond it.

"Heh, oh this is the smallest mess I'll make tonight." He leered at her, and she smiled back, feeling his cum squelching around inside her to prove it.

"Hmmm... in fact, you two should see!" He looked from the flushed Saira to the shell shocked Kalki. "Get up you two, come check it out!" He grinned, but had to glare slightly when Kalki didn't move. Then the boy's own mother gave him a disapproving look and with a whimper Kalki obeyed his shota bully.

They moved to the end of the table where CJ gestured, then he grinned down at his milf and winked at her. She laughed lightly in reply. "Now check this out you two!" And with a grunt he pushed off of Prisha and pulled his hips back with a wet and very obscene sucking noise as his cock came out.

The length of it was smeared in thick boy gravy and as he pulled it out, gouts spilled to the floor. Prisha let out a sound between a moan and an almost sad sigh as she felt so much of it leave her. "Woah…" Said Saira, staring at her mothers sex. Finally CJ moved back enough that his prodigious length left her and flopped down, swinging between his knees and cum poured from the well fucked milf.

Prisha pushed herself up on her elbows to look first at her inseminator, then at her children.

Both were in shock at the amount, not to mention the way it got there…

"Ok… Now let's see…" The boy stepped off the chair, turning it a bit, then taking a seat with a sigh. He looked at the two of them, his face tired, but immeasurably proud of himself. "Oh man… I am a mess…" He looked down at his cock. It dangled off the edge of his chair and he grinned at it, then at Saira and Kalki in turn. "Looks like I need to get cleaned up…"

The two twins shared a look. Though Saira's looked eager, and Kalki looked disgusted and terrified.

"N-No!" Said the boy, taking one step back that took all of his will. "No, that's too far! You… You've done too much, just leave me alone CJ!" The boy frowned at him, then shrugged.

"How bout we make a deal…" Kalki swallowed hard, not agreeing, but not leaving. He honestly didn't have the guts to try to leave. He looked at his tormentor, then his mother who was sitting up a bit more on the table and looking at him with a displeased look on her face.

"I'll let you go… and just play with the ladies… you won't have to join, you won't have to help, you won't have to be involved…" He smiled, his head tilting to the side. "You just have to do one thing…"

Kalki swallowed, his eyes flitting from person to person nervously and finding no help. "W-what…? What do you want?!"

"I want you… to show me that you're not wearing Saira's panties like a little Bhagat faggot."

Saira let out a gasp, her hands before her mouth as she looked at her brother. Her fingers were splayed and only a glance would show that her lips were upturned at the scandalous possibility. His mother closed her eyes, and shook her head as if she had zero doubt of the results. Because she didn't… she was used to her son being pathetic. Kalki's face had gone chalky. His eyes wide, and his shoulders shaking. Before their joined gaze tears ran down his face.

"Show me! Right. Now. ...Strip, Bhagat."

Kalki's vision went blurry and his hands moved. He undid his pants, went still for just a moment… then pushed them down to reveal the lacy pink panties.

Saira snorted, then turned her head not quite able to control her giggles. Prisha rolled her eyes, nodding her head slightly as if the results were never in doubt. CJ had a grin that would put a Cheshire cat to shame.

"Good boy Kally, I knew you wouldn't let me down." His voice was imminently mocking and Kalki's breath hitched in his throat. "Now… Both of you get the rest of your clothes off." Saira looked just a bit nervous as well, but slowly pulled her top off. Kalki moved stiff and almost robotically as he pulled his t-shirt off. He didn't bother taking off his panties, he knew better. Saira blushed as she undid her bra, but a glance at her brother in her panties made her smirk and it suddenly wasn't that difficult. At least she didn't look like a sissy loser.

The bra came off, and the teen girl actually pushed out a hip and put her hand on it. "Now what?" She asked in her sing song voice, a small smile on her honestly eager face. CJ smirked at her, his eyes trying to meet hers, but kept getting distracted running up and down her lithe build. Especially her still very wet crotch and thighs, and then her still modest chest.

Saira had only B-cup's, they were undoubtedly still growing if she was going to take after her mother. Though Prisha had had two children, but perhaps Saira might follow along in that regards as well… She looked at the boy's dangling cock and balls, and could see the shaft started to stiffen. CJ stared at her breasts, small but perky with puffy round chocolate nipples.

"Now…" he said without taking his eyes off her tits for several seconds. "I want you two Bhagats to get on your knees and lick my cock and balls clean. If you need any advice, ask your mom." Prisha shuddered and looked away for a moment. It was so obscene, but she didn't try to deny his words, or stop what was about to happen. Her little stud was going to be serviced, and she'd make sure it was done right.

Saira stepped closer, then almost as an after thought reached back to grab her brother and make sure he stayed in pace. Kalki didn't resist. She started to kneel, and with a growl and a yank she forced him down as well.

Then they were both on their knees and just staring at the girthy cock that dangled between them. "Oh wow…" Said Saira, honestly not sure where to start.

Kalki finally snapped out of his stupor by it as well. "Why…" He started to ask and CJ got ready to roll his eyes as more bitching. "Why are you so fucking big?!" But that wasn't what he expected. The boy chuckled and shrugged.

"I dunno! Maybe 'cause I'm white?" Kalki made a face, Saira looked speculative, and Prisha just tittered. CJ shrugged again. "But it's probably because I'm not a whiny little bitch boy like you, Kally."

Kalki twitched at the abuse, gritting his teeth.

"Oh? You didn't like that answer? Well let's see how much you like this…" The young ginger gripped his very slick cock and lifted it up till his fat balls came into clear view. They were huge, massive and obviously full of thick cum. It was coating them after splashing out of their mother's well fucked pussy, and over a layer of her juices as well. "Get your faggot face under my dick, and clean my balls like a good bitch…"

Kalki stared, mouth agape. His mother quirked her head. "Don't keep him waiting Kalki, it's very rude." He had to be going insane… Then his sister put a hand on his back and shoved.

"You heard him Kally!" She laughed, her use of the nickname pure mockery and suddenly his face was pushed under the massive cock. Its shadow covering him and his well trained obedience finally kicked in. Kalki opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue and with a whimper began to lick his bully's obscenely large balls.

"Unnng…" The teen moaned as he tasted it. Thick and musky, pungent and strange… it was the taste of his bully's cum, it was the taste of his mother's sopping wet pussy. The balls of his bully just seemed stupidly big, and he knew that with the small tentative laps he was making this could take a while.

Thankfully those around him had very little patience. CJ was enjoying the treatment, but looked a bit disgruntled. The small licks were more like a tease than anything! But before he could intervene, Kalki's own sister lost her tempter.

"Oh my gods Kally, stop playing with his balls and LICK them!" The boy went still, and planned to look back and glare when he felt both his twin sister's hands grab the sides of his head and shove him in.

His face smushed into the spot between CJ's balls and cock. The boy let out a shocked squawk, but that just let part of one of his bully's fat testicles get between his lips! CJ let out a groan, actually enjoying the treatment, even if it was a bit rough. Then Saira was twisting his head from side to side. "Get your tongue out! Don't be lazy! You saw all the stuff he pumped into mom, you're just getting the dregs you lazy, whiny, annoying faggot!"

Kalki shuddered and unable to withstand the abuse of his own family broke down and began to lick in earnest. "There we go... was that so hard? Geez, CJ's balls are wasted on you…" The girl bit her lip as she admitted that, then glanced up to the bully in question

CJ's face was lit up, and it felt like he was seeing Saira in a brand new light! "You're so hot right now…" The girl blushed, her brown cheeks glowing around the deep dimples of her smile as she looked away.

CJ leaned forward, letting go of his cock to let it flop onto Kalki's head. The boy let out a whimper that went completely ignored as CJ took Saira's face into his hands and pulled her close. He leaned over his victim, and as Kalki licked the cum off his bully's balls, the diminutive boy and the lovely Indian teen began to kiss.

It wasn't Saira's first kiss, but it was the first one that mattered. The first one with tongue. The first one that truly made her stomach flip and her heart race. She moaned against him as their lips and tongues mingled. Unthinkingly she pushed Kalki even closer and the boy found it hard to breathe as his entire world became CJ's fat overdeveloped sack.

The kiss finally broke, both of them panting. Saira had relaxed her grip on her brothers head a bit half way through and the boy had gotten back to work. And with a gasp he pulled away. "OK! Oh god… it's… I think they're clean now…"

He was actually more ignored than anything. CJ just nodded. "Good…" The boy was a little out of breath and incredibly horny. "Saira… I want you to lick the rest of it clean." He gave her a feral grin, wide eyed.

The girl swallowed, looked at his cock not as a disgusting monster, but as a challenge for the young virgin.

"Its ok honey, I know its big. But he didn't say to suck it all, just lick it nice and clean…" Prisha leaned over CJ's shoulder as she gave her daughter advice.

The girl looked up at her mother, nodding. "But… I wanna try…"

Prisha looked disturbingly proud, CJ looked like he'd fallen in love, and Kalki looked ill.

"You're all fucking insane…" He was on the ground, sitting on a hip and feeling unwell with the disturbing tastes in his mouth.

Saira glared at her brother and even Prisha frowned at him. CJ just rolled his eyes… "Ok, I've had enough of that… But that's ok, I think I know what might help you get into it a bit more... " The boy blinked. "Hey, where's that thing I gave ya?"

Kalki blinked, remembering a plastic tube his bully had shoved into his hands. He'd left it on the table, and his mother found it a moment later.

"This, dear?" She passed it to the bully and he smiled delightedly.

"Yes! Awesome!" He looked at the tube, the top of it made to pop open. He held it by the top and shook the base a bit as he grinned maliciously at Kalki.

"Oh, I gotta do this right... Get over here Kalki, its about time you start chilling the fuck out. I mean damn, just cause your a whiny little faggot doesn't mean you can't have fun too right?" Kalki grimaced, but came closer. If only because CJ had actually used his name…

The bully stood from his chair, and his cock stuck out straight and stiff. "Ok… careful now…" He popped the top of the tube and carefully shook out a dusting along his cock. From the base down about five or so inches. All together not even half his absurd length.

Saira frowned, and Prisha felt surprised. Kalki swallowed hard.

"CJ… what is that?" Prisha asked her young stud.

"This? Cocaine!" Prisha looked at the back of his head in shock, and Saira gasped. The young boy snorted. "Psyche! Where am I gonna get that stuff? No, this is crushed up adderall and a bit of ritalin." Kalki groaned covering his face, he knew about this already.

"I get it from my idiot mom, then sell it at school to make some cash on the side."

Saira frowned. "What? But… what does that even do?"

Prisha let out a small weary groan. "Oh that woman…" She'd known his mother long before she started getting fucked by the woman's son and believed she'd be that foolish. Then she spoke to her daughter. "They're amphetamines. And they can actually be quite similar to cocaine…" The woman bit her lip. "And you'd like Kalki to… snort it?"

"Right off my fucking cock! I saw it in a movie once!" He chortled while being careful not to swing his meat around and ruin his careful preparations.

Kalki looked at the boy. His long time bully had been selling this stuff on the side through most of the semester. He'd even roped Kalki in to help cover for his sales… He knew the boy made good money off it, and that the teens who got it seemed to enjoy it. A lot… And for some reason… He actually felt oddly complimented.

"You… Do you really want me to snort it? You're not going to… to make me give you all my money later?"

CJ looked at him like he was slow. "What? No. I charge morons at school for this shit, like I said, I just want you to chill the fuck out and finally have some damn fun." Kalki did something surprising, he blushed and looked away. CJ groaned. "Now are you gonna snort this off my fucking dick or I gonna have to let some good product go to waste?!"

And to both his mother and sisters' surprise Kalki started to move on his own. He took tentative steps, and was chewing on his bottom lip badly. He looked at his bully, their eyes meeting. CJ's usual cocky grin, but somehow not quite as biting as he usually felt. Was this a dream? Was it all just some crazy fantasy? Did he subconsciously want to snort drugs off his bully's freakishly oversized cock while his mother and sister watched?

God CJ's dick was big… Kalki dropped to his knees. His eyes seemed far away. Wide open, but not seeing anything. In the time he'd been licking CJ's balls clean, or perhaps fantasizing about it…? Well, it had given the boy's cock time to dry a bit, and he had spread the white powder across the top of it in a line that showed at least a little experience. Kalki didn't look to his mother or sister, his eyes were glued to the boys cock as he leaned in, put one finger to his right nostril, and with a hard snort as he swung his head only the slightest bit of residue was left on the young boy's dong.

"Aaahn, woah!" Kalki blinked rapidly and gave his head a shake. His heart raced and his vision seemed to rapidly sharpen. He looked around, bit his lip almost hard enough to draw blood and groaned.

"Heh, oh yeah, now you're feeling it… Like that hit Kally?" CJ stood up from his chair, and his fat cock was hard to look away from as it wobbled but Kalki looked into his bully's eyes with his own wide ones. And gave a sudden rapid nod.

"Y-yeah! Oh.. oh wow…" He looked down, really focusing on CJ's cock. The ginger reached down and started stroking the tip as he looked at it, and Kalki let out a shuddering moan. The boy grunted, reaching down he put a hand over his groin.

"Ah ah, what's going on down there?" Kalki clenched his teeth, let out a shaky breath, then moved his hand. The bulge in his panties was clear, the boy was rocking a rock hard erection suddenly.

"Oh… oh my god…" Kalki said looking down.

"Hehe, oh yeah, you're definitely having fun now…" He looked at Saira, who was shaking her head in astonishment at the entire situation, and gestured. "Come over here sexy, the other side… I want a twin sandwich, Bhagat lips around my dick!"

Saira looked surprised but only for a moment as she grinned and came over to kneel on the opposite side from Kalki.

W-what?" Kalki asked, stuttering a bit. "You want us to… what?!" But it was Saira that answered.

"You heard him Kally, you and me, and this… Ung… big, amazing thing…" The girl reached out and stroked it, her hands taking over for CJ. On a whim she leaned down towards the base of his cock, and licked up the last residues of Kalki's hit. The redhead cheered her on, and forbidden pride surged in her.

Kalki swallowed, and realized his mouth was watering. Was it the drugs? Or was it the thought of putting his mouth on his jerk of a bully's amazing stupid giant tasty looking cock… Wait, what the fuck?!

Kalki couldn't believe what he was thinking, but he was moving already. A step behind his sister the two of them approached the almost completely hard cock. Saira went first, and her lips pressed against the left side of CJ's throbbing tip. A moment later Kalki was there. Not as sure, but as he pressed his mouth to it he began to drool in seconds as saliva seemed to overflow in his mouth.

Saira's tongue came out and rubbed against the underside of his cock. CJ moaned and Kalki noticed that a massive drop of precum was forming at the tip. Before he could even fully process the thought his hyperactive urges took over and he turned his head at an angle, lapped up the drop of pre, then wrapped his lips around the tip of CJ's cock.

"Hnng… Oh, fuuuuck…" The bully gasped looking at the two.

A moment later Kalki pulled off with a wet POP. He just stared at the cock, the ring of saliva around the tip… Then Saira replaced him. Slurping without a care for her brother's own drool, and she was rewarded as a salty, musky taste of Kalki's precum got on her own tongue.

Kalki groaned, staring at his sister sucking on CJ's fat cock… Still not thinking anywhere near straight the boy reached down and rubbed his stiff prick through his panties.

CJ grinned. "Like watching her suck this fat cock Kally?" The teen nodded.

"Its so fucking big…" He panted between words.

"I doubt you'd ever get a woman to suck on your cock like this… she's almost as good as your mother." The boy's eyes widened. He glanced at his mother, and her almost hungry expression, not an ounce of shame let alone denial.

"Wow…" Kalki moaned then looked back at the show.

"And tell me the truth now… You like wearing those panties?" Kalki closed his eyes, though the obscene sounds of his sister sucking on his bullys cock were so loud… He nodded again, and opening his eyes he beheld that Saira had moved directly in front of the cock, claiming it fully and not wanting to share as she managed to get several inches of it into her mouth. His sweet twin had her lips stretched out, and her hands struggled to wrap around its girth as they stroked.

"You liked it when I told you that your ass looked good didn't you?" Kalki moaned, but nodded faster, he did… He was stroking the best he could through his panties, he didn't want to take them off. He was breathing faster now, and moaning at the sight.

"Hng… She's really getting to it… But I want more… Kally I want you to keep licking my balls, it felt really fucking go-woah!" Before he'd even finished Kalki all but lunged under his cock. He licked, slurped, and it was hard to tell which of the Bhagat twins was making more noise as they worked his dick! "Oh fuck yes! Look at you two sluts, suck that big cock, lick my fucking balls!"

CJ's voice was strained, broken up by gasping breaths as he moaned and struggled to not buck his hips and instead let the two eager sluts work!

Saira got his cock to her throat, and it was such a struggle! But she wouldn't give up. She gripped his shaft the best she could, and felt the tip spreading her throat out. Saira's big eyes watered and she blinked rapidly as tears from her resisted gag reflex fell down her brown cheeks. And with a choking gag she finally pulled off his cock. She'd taken almost half of it! A long string of thick saliva hung from her swollen bottom lip and connected to the pulsing tip of CJ's cock.

Kalki pulled away, his cheek, chin, and of course lips were glistening with his own saliva where he'd tongued CJ's balls and smeared his face against them.

"Oh… You ok Saira?" His voice was steady, and with a bit of worry. The girl nodded.

"Yeah… just… so big… Oh god… I think I…" She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and CJ had had enough.

"Ok you two, you're some sexy sluts, but I need to bust a fucking nut…" He looked back to Prisha who was standing behind him. She had been watching with wide and slightly disbelieving eyes as her children worked her studs cock… and also there was a faint white trace of powder under her nose. She'd held the plastic tube and apparently she'd finished it off…

CJ resisted the urge to laugh at that as the slightly high milf met her eyes. "Prisha… I want you to show these two how to suck a real cock…"

She smiled at him like she'd been given a reward. "I'd love to…" her accent was so thick and she moved around the boy. They both looked at her, naked, cum still leaking from between her legs.

Prisha stood before him, between her children and crouched low to the ground. His fat cock was so hard it was elevated and she immediately placed it between her full breasts. "These help… but the most important thing about handling a perfect cock like this... Is to worship it…"

Her eyes burned with lust, she squeezed her breasts on either side of his cock, and her mouth opened wide as she sucked the tip of it in.

"Aaahhhn! Oh hell yes…" The boy moaned, the milf slurped. Prisha's lips elongated, her cheeks hollowed, and she didn't just suck his cock, she inhaled it. She took the tip in to her throat and beyond as the boy gasped, and as she pulled away she left several red rings where the suction of her lewd mouth scraped her lipstick away.

CJ moaned wordlessly this time, and it was clear he wasn't going to last very long in her expert care. He needed this release. And what made it even harder to stay calm was that both the twins were on either side of their mother, watching in awe as she worked this little boy's cock like a well paid whore.

The horny Indian milf sucked, she slurped, and her large breasts began to rapidly slid up and down. The rings in her nipples flopping up and down as she gave his massive cock a proper tit fuck with her mature breasts. Her drool covered his cock, her tits spread it all over, and the sloppy mess of his shaft, her tits, and her hungry mouth were unreal. Finally, she pulled her mouth away in a POP like an explosion and she worked her tits madly.

"Cum for me!" Prisha commanded, her accented voice clear, her eyes passionate as she looked at the stud. "Cum! Pump that thick perfect load all over me! All over my children! Cover us in it!"

CJ groaned, and his hips worked on instinct. His swollen balls slapped against her belly, his cock swung up between her fat tits again and again and again. "Aaahhhn!" the boy cried out, unable to last any longer!

The rabid whore of a mother took a quick look at her children, her eyes feverish and both of them understood. They moved in close, both of them putting a hand on her back and putting their faces closer to their mothers. Then Prisha opened her mouth, her tongue out and waiting.. She leaned back just slightly and gripped his cock with her bare hands and as he reached his long awaited orgasm the obedient milf milked out every drop she could from his glorious balls!

It pumped out explosively. The first shot hit her right in the face. So much impact she could feel it push in her cheek slightly, then splash. It fell down her face, her breasts. It was just the first, and more followed. Her lovely face was soaked in sticky cum, and that was before three pulses of it came out. The woman squeezed, she stroked, and she aimed it to her direct right.

That cock aimed at a shocked Saira, and the girl slammed her eyes shut as she squealed. Her mouth open more to shrieked than in an effort to catch it. But nonetheless, it poured over her face, she gasped at the sensation of sticky extra hot cum with a consistency of warm pudding and a gout of it flew directly into her mouth.

Prisha swung the phallic cum cannon to her left, the last bit of a spray tracing a line across her shoulders, her elegant neck, and then it was pointed at Kalki.

The boy gasped, but did as he watched his mother do. He closed his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and even stuck his tongue out.

The first shot ran a line up his mouth and to the side of his face. The boy let out a high pitched whimper, and the next shot glued one eye shut.

CJ looked at the boy, and he grinned viciously. He thrust his hips, surprising Prisha as his slick cock pulled through her hands and the tip of it shoved into the open mouth of her son!

Kalki let out a muffled shriek, his non cum covered eye opening wide as the fat cock launched a short spurt across his tongue. Then with a grunt, CJ grabbed his black hair, and shoved the monster member all the way to the boy's throat. The bulbous head hitting his uvulae, and as Kalki's eyes watered badly, the last few small pulses of his cock emptied out directly into the poor teen's belly.

Kalki gripped the cock, and to his shame, he stroked it without thinking.

Prisha moaned to see it. "Yes… yes! Milk it all out Kalki! That's it, get every drop my little raj…" She hadn't called him that since he was very small, her little prince... and it was so wrong but as he stroked, and even sucked at the last dregs of CJ's balls, cum so thick that the boy could feel clumps of it on his tongue… He felt so happy at that moment. Proud from his mothers words, and a shameful glee that his little bully who always made him miserable was using his mouth to feel immense pleasure.

CJ finally pulled back, he stumbled a step, then fell into the chair facing away from the kitchen table.

"Woah…" CJ was panting too hard to say more, and had a lopsided grin on his tired face as he looked at the three. His red hair was plastered to his forehead and his cock dangled over the edge of the chair. Not even dripping cum… Kalki had done a good job milking his bully.

Kalki was panting hard, and dropped down to sit on his hip in a surprisingly girlish manner. Saira was slowly wiping the cum off her face, and kept running it with a finger into her mouth… Prisha grunted and stood up. Her knees were not quite so good for a good crouching blow job… but it had been worth it for a proper lesson.

"That… was amazing…" He grinned, then his wandering eye found a clock in the room. "Oh crap… Ugh, I have to get going soon or mom'll freak out."

Prisha pouted, and Saira wrinkled her nose. Kalki, who was carefully wiping cum out of his eye looked up with both open.

"You can come back tomorrow night. Uh.. if you want…" The other three looked at the panty clad boy, and Kalki's face darkened.

CJ pushed off the chair, a wide smile on his face. "Oh, I'm definitely cumming with you again Bhagat…"

He still wasn't pronouncing their family name correctly. It wasn't supposed to rhyme with faggot!