Second Chance: A Dark Tale of Urban India-Chapter 93: Mom wants to do treatment in office Part-2(R-18)

Chapter 93: Mom wants to do treatment in office Part-2(R-18)

"Oh?" She dropped her pallu, baring the soft swell of her cleavage. "Then I suppose we shouldn’t waste time."

She shifted in his lap, loosening the sling bag to free his bandaged hand.

Gently, she cupped his cheeks, tilting his face up to meet her eyes. Slowly, she leaned in, pressing him back against the chair as her lips claimed his in a deep kiss. Their tongues tangled hungrily, saliva mixing in wet rhythm.

Her fingers flew down his shirt, popping buttons open.

Rohit’s good hand gripped her hip, fingers digging into the plush curve through the silk, tugging at the saree folds. She caught his wrist mid-rush. "Wait... you’ll ruin it, honey."

Rising gracefully, she unwound the saree and let it pool crimson at her feet—revealing toned legs, thick thighs, and red lace panties already dark with arousal.

Now in just her blouse and panties, she turned slowly, showing the heart-shaped curve of her ass. "Like what you see... baby?" she purred.

Rohit folded his hands above his head, cock straining hard against his pants. He licked his lips, "Why dont you check it out yourself."

Ragini tugged the zipper and made his shaft spring free. She held it in her hand, giving it a gentle stroke.

A soft, pleased giggle escaped her. "so eager.. Good boy."

(breastfeed scene..)

She lowered herself again. This time facing him, thighs straddling wide, her heat pressing directly over his erect shaft.

She rolled her hips in slow, torturous circles—once... twice... letting his dick feel every slick inch of her dripping pussy through the thin fabric.

Her breasts hovered close to his face, nipples peaked and semi visible through the blouse.

She leaned in, lips brushing his ear. "Feel how wet I am for you.." she whispered, rocking languidly. "All this... just from knowing, how badly you craving me."

"Damn, you’re such a tease," Rohit groaned, hands sliding up her smooth thighs, thumbs brushing the lace edge

She caught his attempt and guided his palm gently—to her breast instead. "Let me handle this, okay..."

*Squeeze-Squeeze*

Rohit gave a brief squeeze as his eyes fell on her voluptuous figure.

She arched back, unhooking her blouse and bra in one smooth motion. The fabric loosened, revealing her full, milky breasts—small, round nipples erect, a faint bead of milk already forming.

Rohit latched onto one immediately, sucking gently. Warm milk touched his tongue. "You’re already leaking... were you that stressed out?"

"Mmmh..." Ragini moaned, pulling him back in place, fingers threading through his hairs. "You have no idea how much I needed this."

He sucked harder, hands gripping her ass to pull her closer.

Her pussy lips slid along his shaft, friction making her shiver. "Aanh... ssss. Gentle, honey. We have all the time."

He pulled back just enough to speak against her nipple, a teasing grin on his lips as he gave one last slow suck.

"You sure?" Another soft suck. "What if the phone rings..." Suck. "...or Secretary Pathak comes?" His finger slipped under the damp lace, tracing her slick folds while his mouth returned to her breast.

"H-haah..." Her face flushed deep red as she draped her arms over his shoulders, voice soft and shaky. "Nothing will happen... keep going, son."

"ummh.."

Rohit’s cock twitched hard at the ’son’ word, a low groan rumbling in his throat.

A slow, wicked smile spread across his face. He latched back onto her nipple, gentler this time, his tongue swirling slow circles around the areola, drawing out another bead of milk.

She bit her lower lip and shivered hard as she closed her eyes, pulling his face closer to her left breast.

He patted her hand to give him space, asking, "Get up a bit, mom. I can do better."

She nodded and rose to her knees, putting weights on his shoulders.

Rohit grabbed her waistband and pulled it over, revealing her pussy lips slick with wet juices, and inserted his two fingers deep down into it.

Mouth on nipples, he kept sucking, licking, and kneading, giving attention to both of her breasts to not leave a single drop of milk behind.

"mmmh.. ahh"

She was barely holding up as she felt heat surge between her thighs.

His fingers inside her pussy worked miracles in her crotch, sending butterflies tingling through her belly. Unable to bear, she wrapped her hands over his head

"sssh.. haah! my good son, mmmmh.. dont stop."

Her soft weights pressed down fully, smothering his face in warmth.

Blind to everything but her, his fingers kept moving, relentlessly.

She squirmed, thighs clenching tight around his hand as she slipped slightly on his lap.

The sudden emptiness made her gasp. Desperate, she pulled his face tighter to her chest.

She began a slow grind, hips rolling lazy circles over his hard shaft. Her pussy lips dripped, slick and hot, while her breasts swayed and brushed his face with every motion.

The heat surged through both of them until Ragini suddenly jerked upward with a sharp gasp, her thighs trembling, breath coming in uneven pants.

Her face was flushed crimson now, her eyes glassy.

She bit her lower lip hard, trying to regain composure, but her voice cracked just a little. "R-Rohit...my son."

She pressed herself down again — harder this time — grinding her drippy pussy with less control, more in heat. "I... I can’t endure anymore," she admitted in a shaky whisper as she tried to guide his hard rock like erect shaft inside her itching canal. "I need you... now." However, it went in only halfway.

Rohit licked his fingers clean, still glistening with her juices, eyes locked on hers as she pulled herself down harder. "Yes... Mommy, take it all. I’m all yours."

(cowgirl_scene..)

Slap.

Ragini braced both hands on his shoulders and dropped fully onto his cock with a wet, obscene slap of skin on skin. "Haaah... so big..."

She sank lower with a throaty moan, finally swallowing every thick inch inside her slick, greedy heat. Her walls fluttered and clenched tight around his shaft as she rocked forward, then back, finding her rhythm.

She started bouncing—slow, deliberate drops at first, then faster, harder.

Her slippery folds greased his shaft with every rise and fall, slick plap-plap-plap sounds filling the office air.

"Haaah—Haangh—Haanh—aanh..."

Her tongue slipped out, face flushed and wrecked with need as she rode him relentlessly,

’He is stretching me so much.. god, I am going crazy.’

She dug her nails into his shoulders, ass cheeks slapping his thighs harder and harder, her pussy clamping down even tighter around him.

"Urgh..."

Rohit groaned, hands sliding up her thighs to steady her wild rhythm.’ Damn, she is so aroused. Her insides are suckin me tight. I want to ram her harder.’

He tilted her body slightly to the right, letting one heavy breast dangle close to his mouth.

’My mommy milkers..’ Greedily, he latched on, sucking the leaking nipple while she bounced faster.

’This is so hot.. I will fuck her brains out.’ 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The new angle let him thrust up to meet her drops, pounding deeper.

He almost reached to the edge in minutes—until sharp pain shot through his bandaged hand from gripping her hip too hard.

"Shit—my hand, fuck." he panted, voice rough with lust and frustration.

"Let’s move over there. I’ll fuck you like you need."

She blinked, puzzled, still grinding slowly, refusing to leave. "Where?"

He nodded toward the glass wall, the one overlooking the entire operations.

Since, the tint was one-way, so no one outside could see in.

Ragini slid off him reluctantly.

’Fuck, I dont have damn time.’

"Wait.. slow down."

Rohit, took off and threw his pants aside.

He yanked her forward, and pressed her hard against the cool glass, ignoring her protests.

(standing-leg-raise_scene)..

He crashed his lips onto hers in a fierce surprise kiss.

Their tongue plunging deep to cut off her words. "Mhhh..." she moaned, melting into it, her body going soft and pliant against the glass.

’That’s right, keep your mouth shut and let me fuck you.’

His hands cupped her heavy breasts, thumbs teasing her leaking nipples until her body shuddered against him.

"look You came just by touching nipples.", he teased.

"No, its not —" she couldnt compelte as Rohit lifted her right leg, hooking it over his arm for balance, and thrust into her pussy in one smooth slide—no resistance, just hot, slick welcome.

"Finally.. the hot place I belong. "

Rohit steadied himself against the wall and claimed her right there. His dick rammed deep with each powerful stroke, her body shaking as he filled her completely.

"Anhhh... anhhh... anhhh... mphhh..."

Her eyes rolled back as he stretched her farther, hitting depths that made her womb flutter. Moans echoed off the glass.

He leaned in, kissing her hard to muffle the sounds, feeling her walls stretch and grip around his cock. One hand stayed on her breast, kneading roughly to heighten every sensation.

(standing-spooning_scene..)

He spun her around, squeezing her tits from behind, his erect cock poking insistently between her soft ass cheeks.

"Look at this ass... waiting to be pounded."

A light spank sent her cheeks jiggling enticingly.

He widened her legs, entered her again, and gripped her waist tight. "Aaanh..."

She arched back, inner walls clenching hard around him, thighs squeezing as his cock throbbed inside her.

The new angle made her pussy clamp down like a vice, pulling a rough groan from Rohit as he started thrusting harder.

Thwop...

Thwop...

Thwop...

He took his time—pulling out slow to savor the drag, then slamming back in deep.

Each impact rippled through her plump ass, skin flushing red under the force, her curves jiggling hypnotically and stoking his hunger.

"Anhhh..."

"Anhhh..."

Ragini’s voice grew louder, raw, trembling with every brutal move.

The electric pulse of her body, the maddening rush of warm flesh against his thrusts—it was overwhelming. Her heat enveloped him, drawing him deeper into the frenzy.

He grabbed her wrists by his good hand, pinning it against the cool glass over her head.

Plap

His body pressing her forward as he rammed harder, reaching the very depths of her womb.

Plap-Plap-Plap-Plap

Her body shuddered violently, breaths hitching.

"Aanhh, son... slow down," she shrieked, voice cracking between pain and pleasure.

(standing-doggy_scene)..

"Sure, Mom," he chuckled darkly, but instead he drilled her faster by bringing his hands to her waist.

She stood on toes, her soft, plump ass, lifted up to be pushed by his abdomen.

smack-smack-smack-smack.

His thrusts quickened, her ass cheeks blooming faint red from the intensity. Moans turned desperate, filling the room.

"Anhh... aanh... ufff... aanh..."

His abdomen slapped rhythmically against her plump ass, the clapping echoes mixing with wet sounds.

Her insides tightened further, pushing him peak—but he didn’t want to finish like this.

His gaze slid to the desk nearby: scattered papers, the cleared space just begging for her to be bent over it...

’Fuck it.’

Rohit yanked her off the glass, dragging her the few steps.

With one rough sweep of his arm, he shoved everything aside—pens clattering, files sliding.

Then bent her forward over the edge—ass up, tits pressed to the desk.

"Wait—laptop!" Ragini cried, voice sharp with panic as she spotted it teetering near the corner.

Rohit didn’t pause. "It’s okay, Mom... see? Still safe.. on edge," he murmured huffing, already lining up his cock on her dripping pussy.

He slammed back into her in one hard thrust, burying deep.

Thap-thap-thap.

Doggy went brutal—30, 40 seconds of rapid fire pounding, his hips smacked her ass red, her soaked pussy squeezing him hard with every wet, sloppy squelch.

She moaned desperately, fingers scraping the table.

Then he pulled out abruptly, spun her around, and laid her flat on her back. Papers crunched under her shoulders; her legs dangled off the edge.

Ragini pouted, averted her gaze, cheeks flushed and gasping for air. "W-Why.. so sudden?"

He gave a smug, dark smile, grabbing her chin. "I want to see your face, Mommy..."

She felt speechless, bit her own lip in helpless response, tempting for kiss.

"mmmph~"

His mouth crashed onto hers, devouring—tongue deep, until she whimpered.

Rohit spread her thighs wide, hooking them over his arms at the edge of the table for perfect leverage.

He thrust back in slow at first—watching her face twist in pleasure—then harder.. deeper.

He leaned over her fully, squeezing her boobs as he sucked one leaking nipple into his mouth. A faint trace of milk hit his tongue while he drilled her pussy hard.

Dhap-Dhap-Dhap-Dhap

Her inner walls fluttered, clenching hot and slick around his shaft with every plunge.

Ragini’s hands clutched his back, nails digging in. "Ahh... son... It’s reaching too deep."

Pressing down on her left boob with one hand, he hooked her right leg higher over his shoulder with the other, opening her completely.

The new angle let him hammer straight to her depths, cockhead kissing her womb on every stroke.

Thap-thap-thap-thap.

Her tits bounced wildly; her moans turned raw, desperate.

He didn’t slow and pulled her closer.

Thrusts grew frantic—deep, punishing, until his balls tightened.

Crash*

..the laptop finally slipped from edge but he didnt stop... or couldn’t stop.

With a guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt, lifting her leg even higher as he came hard, flooding her with thick ropes of seed.

Pulse after pulse, he drilled his cum deep inside Mommy’s greedy pussy, holding her gaze the whole time as she shuddered and clenched around him, milking every last drop.

He stayed buried, panting between against her neck, both slick with sweat and milk and their mess.

After glancing at it for a while, he blinked.

"Sorry Ragini... laptop."

Ragini gave it a brief look and sighed. She wrapped her hands around him and added with a smile "It’s okay, honey. Mommy will take care of it."