Sulekha’s life of fuck and fun – Part 6 (The Lazy day)

Hey Guys, I’m Sulekha. I’m a widow. I’m 49 years old and am a single mother of 25 kids. Today’s story continues from my previous part, which happened many years ago when I was still a young woman.

This story continues the previous part, with a brief time jump.

The Main Story:

“Does it feel better, Rippi Didi?” said Parth. He sat by my feet. I rested my left leg on his shoulder as he massaged my thigh with his oily hands.

Pregnancy often makes muscles stiff. So, when I entered my fifth month, the doctor advised regular massage to keep the muscles loose. He said that it made delivery easier and less complicated.

The responsibility for giving the massage fell on my brothers, who carried it out really well. Of course, their services didn’t come for free.

“Yes… I feel better, Parth,” I replied, my voice relaxed. “Your fingers have magic.”

“And what about my fingers?” protested Hemant.

Hemant is one of my brothers. He’s another one of Maa’s bastards. Not that I can judge her for it. I’ve produced bastards of my own.

Hemant’s father was unknown. He was conceived when my Maa and Chloe Masi got gangbanged inside a car by a bunch of strangers. Maa and Masi were walking back home from the grocery store when those guys approached them.

The men pulled Maa and Masi into the car and drove off into farms and empty fields. For hours, Maa and Masi were fucked by those guys. Maa and Masi never got their names, but they did get a lot of their cum. And from that load came my brother, Hemant, and my cousins.

“Your hands have mostly massaged Maa for the past 4months,” I remarked. Yes, this had been going on for 4 months. Month 9 was fully underway, and the delivery date was around the corner.

“That’s because Maa loves my massage,” Hemant replied. He was massaging Maa’s right arm. Her head rested on his lap.

“You’re such a Momma’s boy!” Parth remarked, slowly squeezing my thigh.

“Agreed,” seconded Alexia, lying to my right.” Hemant has always been a Momma’s boy.” Alexia is one of my sisters. We were lying in the backyard, on the soft grass, soaking in the Spring sun. The winter had passed, and the temperature had become pleasant.

“What’s wrong with being Momma’s boy!” Hemant protested.

“Nothing,” Maa jumped in. She lifted her left hand and squeezed Hemant’s chin. “You are my lovely child.”

“Am I your favourite?” Hemant said.

“Yes, Sweetheart. You are. My amazing surprise child,” Maa replied.

Yes, that’s what Maa called Hemant and the other children; she conceived them similarly. They were her surprise children, and she had a soft spot for them. In fact, any woman in the family who got impregnated in the same way as Hemant was conceived, Maa would label those children as surprise children. She would have a soft spot for them in her heart.

“You hear that, FATTIES!” Hemant exclaimed in joy.

“Hey!” objected Alexia sharply, “We are not FATTIES! We are pregnant.”

Yes, we were. I, Alexia, Maa, and Chloe Masi were all pregnant. And from the same man. Saurav.

A few months after getting Maa pregnant, Saurav went on a work trip to the US. There, he accidentally met Alexia. Back then, Saurav had no clue that Alexia was my sister. And Alexia had no idea that Saurav had impregnated me, Chloe Masi, and Maa by that point. Or the fact that he even knew us.

Saurav, being the charming guy he always has been, was able to impress Alexia. They grew closer and fucked. Their fucking culminated in Alexia getting pregnant.

However, it wasn’t until the day of Maa’s delivery that Alexia, or even us, learnt that Alexia had become the fourth woman in the family to carry Saurav’s child. But… That’s Alexia’s story. I’ll let her tell it herself.

After Alexia gave birth, the four of us (Maa, me, Chloe Masi, and Alexia) decided to get pregnant by Saurav again and at the same time. The four of us had never been pregnant together before. So, the idea of doing that excited us. Especially, it would have been achieved through the dick of the same man.

It didn’t take us long to achieve that. Saurav was equally excited by the idea. On the first birthday of his and Alexia’s child, we set our plan into motion. Within a span of a week, all four of us were pregnant with his babies. Our pregnancies were mere days apart.

“Don’t listen to him, Bixy Didi. He’s just jealous that you prefer my dick over his,” Parth remarked. He had let go of my leg and had moved on to massaging my upper body. His hands caressed my boobs, getting oil in there. His dick poked into my bloated belly.

Yes, we were naked. All of us. If any woman is reading this story. Try this technique. If you are pregnant, lie naked in the grass when the sun is pleasant. Trust me, it feels great and relaxes your body really well.

“That’s right, Parth,” Alexia said, taunting Hemant even more.

“Would you stop teasing him like that, Bixy!” said Chloe Masi at last. She was lying to my right, between Maa and me. Bixy is Alexia’s nickname.

Chloe Masi turned to Hemant. Grabbing his dick, she said, in a loving voice, “Hemi has an amazing cock.” Hemi is Hemant’s nickname.

“So true,” Maa agreed. She planted a kiss on Hemant’s dick. Her head was literally right next to it. “My pussy has never created a bad cock.”

“Thank you, Masi,” Hemant replied. He leaned in and planted a kiss on Masi’s lips. With his one hand, he reached out for her breast. “You have a wonderful pussy,” he added, squeezing her white boob. “Once these babies are out, I want to plant my seed in your womb.”

Yes, Chloe Masi was carrying triplets inside her. In fact, I was the only one who was carrying a single child. Both Alexia and Maa were having twins.

“Sure thing, Honey!” replied Chloe Masi. She began stroking his dick.

Just then, the door to the backyard slid open, and Kendra and Brooke appeared from the house. Both of them were a mess, and their hair went in all directions. They walked towards us groggily, their legs spread and steps small. It seemed like they were having trouble walking.

“Morning, Masi,” they both said in unison, running their hands through their messy hair as they greeted Maa. “Morning, Rippi Didi. Morning, Bixy Didi. Morning, Parth Bhaiya. Moring Hemi,” they both sounded tired. They paused and yawned and finally concluded. “Morning, Mom.”

“Where have you two been?” Chloe Masi inquired sharply. She had let go of Hemant’s cock.

“We got held up, Mom,” Kendra offered her excuse. Kendra and Brooke are Chloe Masi’s daughters. They were conceived during the same-sex episode as Hemant.

Though Kendra and Brooke were twins, they both had different fathers. The DNA test that Chloe Masi had done on them a couple of years prior revealed that Kendra and Brooke had different fathers.

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Apparently, that day, Chloe Masi’s ovaries had released two eggs, and both got fertilised by sperm from two different men. Making Kendra and Brooke have different fathers. However, when we tested Hemant, it revealed that he and Kendra had the same father. Though, who was it, we don’t know.

Both Kendra and Brooke had taken after Chloe Masi. Both are white and look like foreigners. The only difference is that Kendra has blonde hair while Brooke has brown hair. But Brooke sometimes dyes her hair blonde as well. Good thing, they inherited our family genetics of having big boobs.

“Held up for over a week!” said Chloe Masi, raising her brows. “And in the name of informing me, all I received was 1phone call last Saturday that you guys are caught up in something and won’t be home for some time.”

“Sorry, mom,” Brooke said, her voice slow and dull.

“And where are your clothes?” Chloe Masi pointed out.

Ten days prior, on Friday evening, Kendra and Brooke left, dressed for a party. Now, when they returned, Monday morning, exactly 10 days later, they were completely naked.

Their hair was ruffled and knotted like they had been grabbed and pulled. Their mascara smeared across their faces. And they smelled of sweat and CUM.

“Sorry, mom,” said Kendra, “We got really drunk at the party. Neither of us knows what happened that night. The next thing we know, when we woke up the following morning,” she paused and looked over at Brooke, “Both of us were naked and in bed inside someone’s house. Four boys, completely naked, were sleeping around us in the same bed. We had no idea who they were.” Kendra paused again.

“Our clothes were missing,” Brooke took over the narration from her sister. “We looked everywhere but couldn’t find them. Then we quietly got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom. In the living room, we found two more boys. They were awake.”

“They fucked you two. Those six boys. Didn’t they?” said Alexia immediately, sounding impressed.

“Yes,” Kendra replied, “For 10 days. We hardly got any rest.”

“And since last Saturday evening, there were way more than 6 boys. Different faces arriving and leaving that house. And we haven’t gotten any sleep for 24 hours,” added Brooke.

“You could’ve told me that on the phone,” said Chloe Masi. Her tone is softer.

“Sorry, Mom,” Kendra said, “I already had 2 dicks up my holes when I called you. It was hard to get any word out at that point. The fact that I was able to make the phone call was an achievement in its own right. The two guys who owned the house had turned it into a brothel and used it for prostitutes. They’d take money from men and let them fuck us.”

“Did those guys share the money with you?” asked Parth.

“Yeah… they did,” Brooke replied.

“Good job! Now, you girls have truly proven that you are a member of this family,” I said, raising my palm, and Brooke hi-fived me. Yes, Maa, me, Chloe Masi, Alexia, and all other women of my family have been fucked for money at least once in their lives.

Kendra and Brooke hadn’t till that point. But now, that had changed as well. It was their first time being treated like a prostitute.

“Go to your room and get some rest,” said Chloe Masi.

“Thanks, Mom,” said Kendra.

“Sorry again,” added Brooke.

Kendra and Brooke gingerly got down on their knees. First, Kendra leaned in and kissed Hemant on his lips. Hemant replied to the kiss with similar passion. Kissing male members of the family before going to bed has been a custom for every female in my family.

“If you weren’t so tired, I would’ve fucked you,” said Hemant.

“You can fuck me when I wake up later,” Kendra replied.

She bent over and kissed Maa’s swollen belly as a way to kiss the babies while Brooke kissed Hemant. Scooting over, Kendra kissed Chloe Masi’s belly as well. She then moved over to Alexia and finally reached me.

She bent over to plant a kiss on my belly. She crawled further up to kiss Parth, who was sitting between my legs. My head was between Kendra’s knees. I could see cum hanging from her vagina as she kissed Parth.

“Parth, can you grab her for a minute?” I said. Parth obliged, holding her in the pose.

“Why?” Kendra asked.

“Just hold on!” I replied. My hands reached for her cunt, and I opened up her pussy. Cum floated inside her pussy. A lot of cum. Bucketload of cum. “How did you get back home?” I asked, staring at the inside of her cunt.

“Those boys dropped her,” Kendra answered.

“They fucked you in their car as well?”

“They fucked us in their cars. CARS! Plural!” said Brooke.

“What do you mean?” Parth asked.

“I was in one car, and Kendra was in the other one,” began Brooke, “After getting fucked by every guy inside, we’d be made to swap cars. When every guy in those cars had fucked us, they’d put us in new cars with a different group of men, and the same story would repeat.”

“Woooo! Fucked inside cars!” Alexia remarked teasingly.

“Just the way they were created. Inside a car,” said Maa appreciatingly.

“How many times did you guys switch the cars?” Chloe Masi asked.

“Eight!” Kendra answered.

“And how many men were in one car? On Average?” I inquired.

“Five or six on average,” said Brooke.

“Did any of those guys use condoms?” Chloe Masi asked.

“Nope!” said Kendra.

“Are you two on pills?”

“Nope!” answered Brooke.

“Did you girls ovulate during the past ten days?”

“Yes,” said Kendra.

“In that case… Welcome to the pregnancy club,” I muttered, clapping Kendra’s butt cheeks.

“More surprise children coming into this family,” muttered Alexia, “More favourite children for you, Maa,” she taunted our mother. Maa beamed.

“Clean yourselves up and get some rest,” ordered Chloe Masi, exasperated.

Kendra and Brooke rose. They both turned and groggily walked back inside the house.

“Rippi Didi. You are done!” announced Parth. He had religiously covered my entire body in oil.

“Thanks, Parth,” I said.

“Now, my payment?”

I chuckled. “Sure, little brother.” I bent my knee and spread my thighs. My pussy opened up. Parth poured some oil on his palm from the bottle and greased his cock well with it. He placed the tip of his dick at the opening of my hole and slowly pushed his shaft up my ass.

Parth has always enjoyed anal.

As his dick moved deeper, I let out a hiss, followed by a soft scream. Despite him fucking my ass almost every second day, it still hurt when he pushed his cock up my backdoor.

“Ahhh… Fuck!”

“Why haven’t you gotten used to taking my dick up your ass?” commented Parth.

“When was the last time you took a dick up your ass!” I remarked, wincing.

“I’m not gay. I only shove my dick up women’s asses.”

“Then you don’t know the pain… ah… ah… fuck!”

So, guys, this is the sixth part of this series. I’m eagerly waiting for your feedback. You can contact me at and share your thoughts on this story. I’ll be back soon with the next part of the story.

If you want Alexia to post her story on the portal, then kindly comment ‘Alexia’ in the comment section below. And if you want to learn about Kendra’s and Brooke’s, then comment ‘Kendra and Brooke’ in the comment section. I’ll try my best to convince them to post their stories. Until then, take care. Buh-bye!