Milky Adventure Part 12 (The Boys’ Turn)

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Riya pulled some bedclothes over Varun and he turned on his side, exhausted. The boys watched Riya pick her nightie off the floor and go through to the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

“I gotta pee,” Shreyas whispered and crept down the hallway.

Rajesh, acting instinctively, padded quietly across the bedroom, and slipped under the bedcovers, lying at the very edge of the bed, facing away from his father, now breathing heavily in sleep.

He kept his eyes on the bathroom door. Riya emerged eventually, and not noticing him, pulled back the covers to get into bed.

“SShhhh,” Rajesh whispered.

“What are you doing,” she whispered back, alarmed at his presence.

“Shhhh, I just want to stay here with you for a bit, I miss you.”

“Rajesh, you can’t stay here.”

“Please mom, I will be quiet. I promise.”

“No talking then, and no moving, you don’t want to wake your father.”

She slipped over him towards the middle of the bed and lay on her back. Rajesh snuggled up to her, his arm across her middle and he kissed her neck. Her tension at him being here fell away, and she relaxed, closing her eyes, and felt herself falling into sleep.

Rajesh caressed her side with his hand as she lay there. She put her hand on his arm in silent thanks. His hand came up under her breast, and his fingers rested on her softness. He marveled at both the softness of her skin and the firmness.

He squeezed her breast lightly, and when there was no response he squeezed again. He lifted his head and looked at her. Her eyes were closed, and her lips slightly open, and she breathed easily. He squeezed softly again, watching her face.

There was no reaction, and he slipped the string strap of her bra off her shoulder, exposing the curve of her breast. He watched her breast rise and fall with her breathing, feeling himself getting hard in his pajamas. He tentatively placed his fingers on her nipple, watching her face for her response.

He gently rubbed his thumb over her nipple, and she moaned, “No honey.” He stopped and her breathing resumed. He bent his head forward and softly licked her nipple. With no response, he did it again, then opened his mouth, closing it over her breast.

He felt her reaction, and her sharp, “What are you doing?”

“Its ok mom, I”ll be quiet and not wake him.”

“It is not ok, stop that!”

“Please mom, shhh or you will wake him.”

Riya realized that he was right, she liked the closeness of him and his quiet gentle nature relaxed her, and it wasn’t as if he hadn’t done this before. She relaxed against him and closed her eyes. His fingers and tongue caressed her, he ran his tongue and lips over her nipple, soft at first but now hardening to his touch.

He was hard in his pajamas, he pressed against her thigh, his hips moving against her. As he teased her breast and nipples, his hand snaked under the bed covers and caressed her stomach first, and then her thigh. She grasped his hand and brought it back on top of the bed sheets, but once she eased her grip he was back under the sheets and resting low on her tummy.

He caressed lightly, just fingertip touches round and round on her tummy, down her thigh and back again. To relax her, he kept this up for a short time, and then when he thought she was relaxed, he rested his palm on her lower stomach, then moved his fingers slightly.

His lips still teased her nipple, but he wasn’t concentrating on anything but his fingertips. His tracings reached the beginning of the small patch of hair, and he felt her thighs squeeze together to stop him. Still, with her eyes closed, she shook her head at him.

He rested his hand for a few seconds and then tried to push his fingers between her closed thighs. She looked at him sharply and whispered, “No! not that!” Rajesh’s hard cock twitched in his pajamas and he felt stirrings in the pit of his stomach.

“Please mom, I want to…”

“No, not now, you’ll wake your father.”

“I”ll be quiet, I promise.”

With one hand he managed to uncross her legs and he twisted his hand between her thighs. She held them tight, and his hand was trapped. He pushed his hips against her again, and she could feel his hardness against her thigh.

He moved his hips back and forward, rubbing his cock against her. He bent forward again and kissed and licked her nipple, his hand still trapped. Riya was torn, she loved her stepson, and she knew his urges were strong. She was afraid to wake Varun and afraid also of what Rajesh might do if she gave him some latitude.

Rajesh thought that he wasn’t going to get anywhere with his hand on her, so he changed track. Prising his hand from her clasp and eased the pajamas over his hips, so his hard cock now pressed against her thigh.

“Feel me, mom, feel how hard you make me.”

Riya was in no doubt about this, his cock was warm against her thigh, and she felt a drop of moisture on her bare skin. “Rub me, you have done this before,” he urged, his mouth close to her ear.

He continued to hump her thigh the tip of his cock sliding up and down on her. He put one leg over hers, his foot and lower leg trying to force hers apart. He was strong, and she had to hold her legs together to prevent him.

“I love you mom, really love you.”

“I love you too my darling,” she whispered back to him, “but we can’t here.”

“Its ok, Dad is fast asleep, he won”t wake up.”

She was holding his wrist as he struggled to open her thighs with his hand and leg, conscious of the hardness of him on her. He had made some progress with his hand, his fingers now pressed on the flesh on top of her vulva, just below where her pubic hair stopped.

He could get no further, however, her legs held tightly together. He made little movements with his fingers, and she was conscious of the pressure of his touch on the hood over her clitoris.

Rajesh was thwarted in this position, he needed to be in a position where he could use his strength to overcome her. He knelt up, one leg either side of her.

“What are you doing?”

“Sssshhhh,” he whispered, indicating with his head the sleeping form of his father.

He leaned forward, his head resting on her breasts, his arms on her shoulders. He rested there, relaxed, breathing normally now. Riya felt relaxed too, her hands rested on his back, holding him, and then she stroked his hair. They lay like that for some minutes.

Rajesh relaxed and feeling comforted and loved in his stepmother’s arms, and Riya feeling her heart open to him. Rajesh, however, had been controlling his urges for long, especially with his head resting on the smooth curves of her breasts.

Slowly he straightened his legs until he was laying on top of her, his erection now pressed between her thigh. He clenched his buttocks, pressing into her, but Riya could feel him and whispered in his ear, “Don’t honey, you will wake your father..”

“I can’t help it, mom,” he whispered back to her. “I want…”

He hesitated. There was no reply, just a sigh.

“Nothing can happen now, what if your father wakes up, you must be quiet or you will have to go back to bed.”

“Please mom, I need a blow job.” She squeezed his shoulder hard with her hand, making him wince.

“That’s not nice Rajesh.” He rested his forehead on her chest. “Sorry, mom.”

She softened, she knew what he was going through, and she thought maybe if she does this quietly and quickly he will go back to his bed. She pushed him off her, and he stood next to the bed, his erection hard in front of him.

“You must be quiet…”

She turned towards him, laying on her side. She closed her hand around his cock, and moving her head towards him, she took him inside her mouth. Her tongue caressed the tip of his knob, she used her tongue around and around the firm flesh, then ran her tongue up and down his firm shaft.

She opened her mouth and slowly took all of him in her, sucking on him as she did. The bed sheet was over her tummy and legs. Rajesh slowly eased his hand under and caressed the smoothness of her mound as he watched his cock hard in her mouth.

Shreyas had been dozing in bed when he realized his friend wasn’t in his bed, so he got up and crept along the hallway, slowly peering through the gap of the doorway. He gazed on the rear view of Rajesh, his naked buttocks clenching and relaxing. Shreyas saw Riya’s shape under the bed covers, from her hips to her feet.

The rest of her was hidden behind Rajesh, but he knew instinctively what she was doing. It was like a spasm through him, his penis twitched and excitement built in him. He padded quietly across to the bed and knelt on the floor next to Rajesh.

He carefully drew back the cover, exposing her thighs, her nightie stretched across them and barely covering her pubic area as she lay on her side, her head facing towards Rajesh. He looked towards her, noting Rajesh’s cock in her mouth, her eyes closed, her hand gripping his shaft. One hand caressed her thigh, then he squeezed the soft ass cheek, feeling his own cock harden at what he could feel and see.

“Shreyas, what are you doing?” she whispered, looking at him, her hand still holding Rajesh” cock.

“Please mom, I want too, I must..”

“Ssshhh, you must not wake Varun, and stop this!”

Her hand reached out and grasped his as he kneaded her cheek, and she gripped his wrist. He was strong and fought her grip, he managed to lay his hand back on her, touching her ass again, and then his hand moved over her hip and down between her thighs.

“Please don’t, let me finish Rajesh off…”

“Then me, please Riya mom, please…”

“Wait, honey and don’t wake up Varun.”

She returned to Rajesh” still hard cock and continued to suck him, her fingers stroking.

Rajesh was caressing her nipples with his fingers, squeezing one, then the other, then squeezing and fondling her breasts.

Shreyas had used his strength to turn her legs over so she was on her back, her vulva now exposed, the bed cover to one side. Her thighs were tightly squeezed together, his hand unable to prise them apart.

Shreyas bent forward, and kissed her on her mound, feeling her soft hair touch his lips. He took in the aroma of her, a sharp scent that he knew must have come from Varun when he exploded inside her mixed with the perfume of her soap.

He nuzzled her, trying to find a way to part her thighs enough for him to touch her vulva with his lips and tongue, but she was strong. While nuzzling he tried with his free hand to push her knees apart. She clenched her knees together, but he could feel she had weakened a little.

Riya was concentrating on Rajesh, she could feel Shreyas struggling to get his way with her, his hands insistent as he attempted to ease her knees apart.

He knelt beside her on the bed, and put his knee between hers, forcing it onto the bed between hers. He then proceeded to lay on her, and she could feel his hard cock prodding her thigh. She stopped with Rajesh and whispered sternly to Shreyas.

“What do you think you are doing? Do you want to wake Varun? Now stop it.”

“I just want to fuck with you, mom.”

The words jolted Riya, it was the first time she had heard Shreyas use that word, though she had no doubts he used them with his friends and at school.

“Don’t talk like that!” she hissed. “I am really offended you would say that to me.”

“Please mom, there”s nothing wrong with it, you know I want to so much.”

While he whispered to her, Shreyas prodded her thigh with his cock, trying to maneuver himself between her thighs but she held her thighs tight against him.

“We can’t…we just can’t.”

He relaxed against her and lay over her, his head now on her shoulder.

“I want to so much Riyamom, I love you like anything, I would do anything for you.”

“I would do anything for you, honey, but not this. It’s not right. Not..sex…like that.”

Riya knew she would have to satisfy him to keep things under control. For her, her love for her boys was greater than anything else. Her heart was open to them, but she knew she had to maintain her own control over them.

Although Shreyas was relaxed on her, and her legs were firmly closed against him. She was still conscious of his raging hard cock pressed against her upper thigh. He managed to get one leg between hers and forced her knees apart, then he wriggled his hips from side to side, sliding between her thighs.

He pushed forward with his knees and he felt the softness of her against the hardness of the tip of his cock. Although inexperienced at what was happening he was pressed against her at exactly the right spot. When he pressed forward again, he felt the warmth and wetness of her, and his cock entered her pussy slightly.

He couldn’t believe what was happening, his legs were trembling. He felt an orgasm building in him. He felt her juices on the tip of his cock, but before he could thrust further inside her Riya had pushed him off her.

“Enough, that’s enough, no more!”

She was anxious that the movements would wake Varun. She put her face close to his, put her finger on her lips and mouthed, ‘Ssshhhh’.

With her face so close Shreyas couldn’t resist and put his lips to hers. Softly at first, a sweet kiss and Riya let his lips touch hers. For Shreyas the touch was electric, and controlling his urges he let the kiss linger softly, their lips barely touching.

Riya felt her heart opening to his kiss, and responded, her lips moving over his, her mouth opening slightly. She felt his hot breath, but he still kissed her softly, his tongue flickered over her lips but he was controlled.  He took her hand and put it on him.

Riya was consumed by the softness and sensuality of the kiss and didn’t take her hand away. Instead, she rubbed her thumb over the head of his cock, feeling a wetness, then she gently held him, and rubbed up and down. He was hard and so tight, and she marveled, not for the first time, at his young masculinity.

Shreyas put his palm over her mound, his fingers touching her lips. He pressed gently, and his finger parted her fleshy lips and he felt the warmth and moisture where minutes before his cock had touched her too. Riya’s response in moving her thighs apart was instinctive.

She was consumed by the kiss, and his touch on her vulva felt part of that. His fingers explored further, pressing further inside her, and at last, his control evaporated. He opened his mouth further and his tongue snaked into her mouth, his lips pressing on hers, urgent and rushed.

Riya’s response was to draw back, and she felt her guard come up again. He had spoiled the moment for himself but now he was beyond caring, driven by his physical responses to her. Her thighs clenched together and held him, but his fingers still touch her pussy and he wasn’t going to let this opportunity go.

He wriggled his finger and it pressed further inside her. To his surprise she was wet, the juices were warm and there was a thickness to them, almost like a gel. Riya was caught, to get his hand out she would have to release her thighs, and that would only give him easier access to penetrate further.

If she held his hand between her thighs, he would continue to probe her pussy with his finger. She knew how to distract him. His cock was still hard and urgent, and she knew if she satisfied him his passion would pass. She knew how Varun, once he had cum inside her, was ready to roll over and sleep, no matter if she was satisfied or not.

She put her mouth to his ear. “Honey, let me use my mouth on you, I want to do that for you.”

“Oohhh fuck yes, I want you to blow me now.”

He started to move, first taking his hand from between her thighs. “Be careful, don’t wake Varun. Lie down…”

She made space for him, so she was between Shreyas and Varun, who hadn’t stirred. He lay down, looking expectantly at her, his erection hard and pointed high. He was bigger even than Varun she thought, and for a brief moment wondered what it would be like to have him hard inside her.

She squeezed her thighs together at the thrill of this, but then shut the image out of her mind. She shuffled her hips closer to him on the bed, and before she started she whispered to him, “Quiet remember, don’t move and be quiet.”

Shreyas lay there, his head off the pillow, looking at her as she reached out for him, wrapped her hand around his shaft and rubbed him up and down. Her only concern now was to minimize the chance to wake her husband, and she hoped he stayed asleep.

His flight had been a long one, and he usually slept heavily, rarely waking up in the night, even when the baby was crying and Riya had to get up and feed her. She turned her attention to the erection in her fingers, and bent her head forward and sucked the tip, the musky taste on her tongue.

The thought crossed her mind that the taste was of her, and she washed the tip with her saliva. Shreyas gave a soft moan, and she squeezed his thigh to remind him. She ran her tongue up and down the shaft, hard and firm. She opened her mouth and closed it over him, sucking him, and licking his knob with her tongue inside her mouth.

Her fingers closed over his balls, weighty and soft and she squeezed slightly. She felt his body stiffen, and he was moving his hips up and down. He was close to cumming after all the excitement of being with her on the bed.

His hand was on her thigh, then it dropped and he caressed her ass cheeks. He kneaded, then stroked her, and then his fingers caressed up and down the crease between her buttocks. He loved the soft fleshy feel of her, he was coming to know her body more intimately, and he loved the intimacy of his connection with her.

Shreyas wanted the moments to last longer but he knew the orgasm he felt building inside him was unstoppable now, it was like a storm building inside him, beginning in the pit of his stomach, then in his groin and finally his cock. Riya felt the fleshy tip expand and finally, he gushed out, filling her mouth with warm juice.

Before she could take a breath he spurted again and again, his cock twitching with each ejaculation. Gradually the spurts lessened, and with a couple of dribbles, he was finished. Riya’s mouth was full, but she didn’t want to swallow.

She reached for a tissue on the bedside table, held it to her mouth and filled it with his cum, some leaking onto her fingers. She finally wiped her lips with it, then leaned over and kissed him.

“Quietly now, go back to bed honey, close the door carefully.”

Shreyas was still trembling, and he twisted on the bed, placing his feet on the floor. When he stood his legs felt weak, and he staggered slightly as he crept to the door. When it finally shut behind him Riya felt herself relax at last.

She settled her head back on the pillow, pulling the bedclothes up over her. Varun stirred, snorted a breath, and rolled over on his back. She stopped breathing for a minute, frozen in position. He flung out an arm and it thumped her thigh, and it took all she had to stop herself from reacting with her body.

She carefully took his hand and put it on the bed between them. Her heart was beating fast after the episode with Shreyas, and she was relieved that Varun had remained asleep. She felt her body relax, and her breathing returned back to normal.

She worried about Shreyas. He had grown in the past six months, in body certainly but she worried that his mind hadn’t grown to the same extent. He was different from Rajesh. “Rajesh,” she thought to herself, what happened to him. She became anxious, the last thing she remembered was giving him oral.

(Read my next part to know what happened to Rajesh.)

 

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