The small apartment in Mumbai smelled of spices and sweat. Meera was twenty-two, freshly home from college, when her parents cornered her in the living room.
Her father, Ramesh, sat on the worn sofa, his cock already hard and visible through his lungi. Her mother, Priya, stood beside him, saree half-unwrapped, heavy breasts spilling out.
Show us what you learned at that college, Ramesh growled, voice thick with lust. Strip. Now.
Meeras hands trembled but she obeyed. She peeled off her salwar kameez, letting the fabric drop. Her full brown tits bounced free, dark nipples stiff. Her fathers eyes locked on her shaved cunt as she stepped out of her panties.
Priya smiled. Good girl. Come here and suck your fathers cock while I watch.
Meera dropped to her knees between Rameshs spread legs. She pulled his lungi aside. His thick, veined shaft sprang up, dark and leaking. She wrapped her lips around the head and sucked hard, tongue swirling. Ramesh groaned and grabbed her hair, forcing her deeper until her nose pressed against his belly.
Fuck, thats it, he muttered. Suck Daddys cock like a proper Indian slut.
Priya moved behind her daughter, hands roaming Meeras ass. She spread the cheeks and spat on the tight hole, then pushed two fingers inside. Meera moaned around the cock in her mouth, the sound wet and filthy.
Ramesh pulled her off his dick with a wet pop. On the table. Legs open. Your mother wants to see me fuck you.
They lifted her onto the dining table. Meera lay back, knees pulled to her chest, cunt glistening. Ramesh stood between her thighs and slammed into her in one thrust. The table creaked. Meera cried out as her fathers cock stretched her open, pounding deep.
Priya climbed onto the table and straddled Meeras face. Lick your mothers pussy while your father fucks you.
Meeras tongue pushed into Priyas wet folds, tasting her mothers juices while Ramesh hammered her cunt. Each thrust rocked her body, tits shaking. Priya ground down, riding her daughters mouth.
Harder, Priya ordered her husband. Fuck our daughter harder. Make her cum on your cock.
Ramesh obeyed, gripping Meeras hips and driving into her with brutal strokes. The wet slap of flesh filled the room. Meeras moans vibrated against Priyas clit. Her pussy clenched around her fathers cock as she came, juices squirting out around his shaft.
Ramesh didnt stop. He flipped her onto her stomach, yanked her hips up, and shoved back inside. Priya lay in front of her, legs spread, so Meera could keep licking while her father took her from behind. Rameshs balls slapped her clit with every thrust.
Tell us you want it, he demanded, voice rough.
I want Daddys cock, Meera gasped between licks. Want you to fuck me in front of Mommy. Fill me up.
Priya came on her daughters tongue, thighs shaking. Ramesh followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt and pumping thick ropes of cum deep into Meeras cunt. When he pulled out, cum leaked down her thighs.
Priya slid off the table and pushed two fingers into her daughters dripping hole, scooping out the mess. She brought her fingers to Meeras lips. Clean it up.
Meera sucked them clean, eyes glassy with lust.
Ramesh was already hard again. He sat on the sofa and pulled Meera onto his lap, facing outward so Priya could watch. He lowered her onto his cock, fucking her in reverse while Priya knelt between their legs and licked Meeras clit.
The night stretched on. They used every surface. Ramesh fucked Meera against the wall while Priya sucked his balls. Priya sat on Meeras face again while Ramesh took her from behind. Cum and sweat soaked the furniture. By the time they finished, Meeras cunt was red and swollen, leaking both parents fluids, and all three lay tangled on the floor, breathing hard.
Ramesh kissed his daughters forehead. Good girl. Next time we invite the neighbors.
