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After about an hour my mom walked in my room. Although the lights were off the room was still illuminated by the moonlight falling on the window. My mom walked towards my bed and sat on the edge for a while. She then slowly placed her hand on my back and started to shake me very gently to wake me up. I pretended to woke up rubbing my eyes.


"Wake up Rohan and please help me." She said in a very soft voice.

"Oh yes mom I forgot and slept." I lied. I was about to get up and sit when she stopped me doing that.

"It's ok. Just move away a little so that I can lay here. My lap hurts with your weight I think it will be better if I lay while you help me.

"Ok" I said, but in my mind I said "Wow this is unbelievable."

So I moved right up to the other edge of the bed near the wall giving her ample space to lie comfortably. She lay and turned on to her side facing me and moved closer to me. I was excited with anticipation, my dick was already up and now it was stiff like a rock. She was not wearing her sari. She came to me just in her blouse and petticoat. She then began to unhook her blouse. This blouse had hooks in the back and not in the front so she unhooked the blouse with some difficulty. She removed her blouse completely exposing her breasts to me. Her huge breasts were looking absolutely glorious in the moonlight.

I was at the edge of the bed so she reached my head with her had and pulled me towards her breasts. Her lower breast was already spurting milk and it was falling on my face. I moved my mouth towards it and latched on to it. I took her entire areola in my mouth. A gush of warm and sweet milk began to flow in my mouth. Her other breast was resting over my cheek it was also releasing milk spontaneously. My mom began to wipe it with a small towel which she brought with her. Then she placed it in between her breast and my cheek. This she was doing so that the milk won't wet me, but I would have never minded that.

She started to move her fingers through my hair gently. Soon she was moving her hand on my back very slowly. Her touch was so assuring and motherly that I can't forget it even today. I clearly remember how it felt. There was pin drop silence in the room I could even hear her every breath. I still remember the sweet clinking sound made by her bangles as she moved her hand over my back. It was such a heavenly feeling being with my mom like that. Soon I had emptied her breast. I then switched on to her other breast. She removed the towel as it won't be required any more. I emptied her breast in a few minutes and continued to suck her. She did not make any attempt to stop me. I knew she enjoyed this.

Her breast were already empty she no longer was feeling any stress because of them. So it was the time for her to enjoy now. As in the morning she grabbed my head with her hands and pressed it towards her breast. I also took her breast as much as possible in my mouth and started sucking it hard and moving my tongue all over it. I could hear her increased breathing. She then moved closer to me by grabbing my back with one hand and my head with the other. First time now our bodies were pressing against each other. She then put her thigh on my thigh and began to moan as I sucked her frantically. Her breathing and moaning increased as she was nearing the peak but she was trying to keep her voice as low as possible trying to control her excitement. But eventually she could no more hold on and peaked. She clasped my hair and pressed her thigh tightly against my thigh. I was also excited enough. And when she pressed her thigh against my thigh she had also pressed herself against me I was sandwiched between her and the wall. I could no longer hold my excitement and I too came shooting inside my shorts.

I had one of the most intense orgasms that night. I think mom too had a wonderful orgasm. She did not seem to move. She was just enjoying the feelings. She wanted to dwell on her orgasm. I was exhausted and ecstatic. Slowly my mom's grip around me loosened but she still kept her thigh on my thigh my face was in between her breasts. She then began to pat lightly on my back as if she was putting her baby to sleep. But believe me I was so drowsy because of her milk that I quickly fell asleep in her arms.

I woke up in the morning I was alone in the bed. I thought about the night it felt like a dream to me. Then I went to my bathroom to piss and found out my penis was glued to the underwear because of my dried semen. I poured some water over it to loosen it up. After doing all the routines I returned to my bed thinking about my mom. I wanted to make love with her, but how? I knew she enjoyed my sucking and thought that may be she can give up herself to me. I was trying to find a way to reach under her waist. But then I also thought that may be she is enjoying just because of the situation which was not in her control. And if I try to seduce her she will be offended by me. I did not want to hurt her emotions as I loved her so dearly. So I brushed aside my thoughts and headed towards the living room.

My mom had already served my breakfast on the table. My mom had made delicious upma that day. I ate my heart out I helped myself three times. I thanked my mom for such a lovely breakfast.

"Honey I hope you remember your duty before going to collage." She said

"Yes I know mom. I will be back in a few minutes" I said and went in my bathroom for a shower. I returned in the living room. My mom was waiting for me on the sofa.

"Mom you will get hurt with my weight" I reminded her.

"It's ok. It hurts but not much. Now come to me." She said.

I obediently followed what she said and finished my job as usual. This time she did not climax she just wanted to be relived off the burden from her breasts. It was 9 am and it was time for me to leave. This continued for a week and within a week her milk production was already reduced. She could go to her office without any problem. She needed to be relived only in the night. She also asked me to sleep with her in her bed room. She said that her bed was a double bed much bigger than my bed so it was comfortable for both. I was delighted by her offer and enjoyed sleeping in her arms everyday.

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Chapter Three - After one Month



It was a month now since I started sleeping with her. Her milk production was much less now and even if I stopped sucking it there would have been no problem. But she wanted me with her every night and offered me her breasts. I used to suck her for long periods even after emptying her. When she needed an orgasm she would pull me towards her and would press her body against mine. I would then suck her frantically till she climaxed. Other times she would just like to mother me and would pat me like her baby while I sucked her. On such occasions I did not cross the line by trying to move towards her or by sucking her frantically. I was adjusting myself as per her needs.

But now this was frustrating for me. I wanted to move below her waist now. I wanted to kiss her lips. I wanted to suck her tongue. I wanted to get connected to her. I wanted to see how my mom looks without any clothes on her beautiful body. I wanted to feel how it is to be inside a woman. I wanted to feel how it feels to be inside my own mother's body. I wanted to make love to her.

I remember on a Friday night I was very horny and I had made up my mind to do something with my mom. That night when she opened up for me I started slowly but quickly emptied her as there was not enough milk in her breast now. I continued to suck her; she pulled me towards her and pressed herself firmly against me. I took this chance and put my hand on her back and pressed her further towards me. To this she reacted with surprise and suddenly loosed her grip on me and pushed me away from her. She quickly switched on the table lamp.

"Rohan what are you doing?" She was upset.

"Mom I love you" I said and pushed her on her back and I got on top her.

"Rohan leave me you can't do this just get away." She was angry now.

But I was on fire, she was already naked waist up and I was on top of her. Her voluptuous breasts were pressed against my chest. I pressed her further and tried to kiss her lips. But she turned her face away. Then she tried to push me away by placing her hands on my shoulders but she just could not push me. I wasn't her baby as she treated me; I was almost an adult with a very good built and way too strong for her to even push me away. I then hold her hands and placed them just over her head one above another. I held the wrists of her both hands with my left hand. Her wrists were thin and I could easily hold both of them with my huge palm. She was not able to move her hands any more. Her Body was trapped below my body but she was trying to move her waist, thighs and legs. She wanted to get out of my stranglehold. I arrested her legs movement with my legs making her almost immobilized. My both legs and one hand was tied to make her immobilize but my one hand was free while she was totally captivated. Realizing that it was not possible for her to get herself free she stopped struggling and started to plead.

"Please Rohan don't do this. I am your mother this is sin." She pleaded.

"If this is sin then why do you enjoy my sucking" I said.

"No I don't" she lied.

"Don't lie mom, I know you enjoy it." I said.

"No Rohan I only feel a relief from pain when you suck my milk." She lied again.

"Lie again. There isn't enough milk to cause you any pain. Mom I am not a baby I can read your expressions when you climax" I said.

"No. That's not true." She was not accepting.

"You enjoy your climax and leave me high and dry don't you think it's unfair?" I asked

"No Rohan I don't," She still was not accepting.

"I don't want to argue with you mom. I want to love you. I promise you will love it" I said in a seductive voice.

"No Rohan please." She pleaded again.

I ignored her and moved my hand towards the strings of her petticoat and with some struggle managed to untie them. She was trying to twist but could not prevent me doing my job. Then I pulled her petticoat with all my force and removed it from her body. I removed her panty in a similar way. She was now totally naked trapped under me. I did not want to force myself inside her. So I started to seduce her. I wanted to arouse her so that she would herself cooperate.

I started to kiss her neck and exhale my warm breath over her ears slowly. I had still her hands under my control. I then slowly moved my face in between her breasts and started to rub my face with them while placing small kisses frequently. I now moved my mouth over one of her nipple and started to exhale my breath over it teasing her. I kissed her nipple very slowly. I had sucked them so many times but I have never kissed them. The moment I kissed it, it became erect. She took a deep breath and raised her back and her chin with a slight moan. This was a first sign of success. I then kissed her nipple very gently again and again. With every kiss she moaned and arched her back. I moved my mouth over her other breast and repeated everything, her reaction was the same. She was now feeling the heat.

Now I moved tip of my tongue over her nipple very gently teasing her. I began with a circular motion and then switched over to form a shape of "8". The moment I created "8" she started to arch her back lifting her breast towards me. Her breathing was increased and her moans were louder. She had stopped struggling long ago so at this point I released her hands and moved my face over her belly and started kissing her belly slowly. She was moaning and she had placed her one hand on my head grabbing my hairs. I then started to kiss her belly frantically. She started to moan with pleasure and held my head with both her hands. She was now lusting for sex. Her resistance was now turned into a violent ocean of lust. Her 'no' had turned into a passionate 'yesss yesss yesss'

I moved further down and started to kiss inside of her thighs just above her knees. She could no longer reach my head so she clasped the bed sheet with her palms tightly. She began to twist and moan with pleasure as I moved upward continuously kissing her thighs. Her moans turned into screams as I reached near her pussy. The musky aroma of her pussy was driving me mad. I placed my mouth over her pussy and started to kiss it gently but when I started to kiss it violently she began to scream and started to raise her waist.

"Sssssshhhhhh aaaaahhhhhhh Ohhhhh my goooooood Rohaaaaaan."

She grabbed my hairs tightly and pulled my head towards her. She then pulled my t-shirt over my head. Her hands were trembling her body was shaking and her breathing was erratic. She then placed her trembling hands behind my waist and pulled my shorts down up to my knees. She had closed her eyes and breathing heavily. I removed my underwear and my thick dick sprang out of it. I placed myself between her legs. She then opened her eyes to have a look at me.

"Oh my god Rohan that's way too thick."

Her eyes were glued to my dick with excitement. She was excited with anticipation of my thick dick penetrating her. I had never seen such excitement in anybody's eyes. I never imagined a woman would look at my penis with such excitement. I always thought penis to be an ugly organ of our body. But here was the truth lying between my legs and staring at my dick. She was so excited with anticipation that unknowingly she parted her legs. She was all the time looking at my dick with awe.

"Mom are you sure? There is no going back after this" I said

"Rohan don't talk. I want that thing inside me." She almost screamed.

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"Ok dear as you wish" I said and lowered myself over her.


As I was trying to find the right spot she grabbed my dick and placed it on the entrance of her pussy by parting her pussy lips with her two fingers.

"Go go go go now push it in" she said with excitement.

I pushed myself but could not go in beyond an inch then I pulled out and again pushed it inside her. This time I pushed with more force and managed to go a little further.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh aaaaiighaaa" she screamed with pain

"Mom did it hurt" I pulled out and asked her. Surprisingly her reaction was that of anger.

"Rohan don't pull out just push it all the way don't stop" she screamed with anger.

"It will hurt you mom" I said.

"Don't bother about my pain just do what I told you. I want that thing inside me all the way immediately" She said in a hoarse voice. She was on fire and needed my dick to douse it.

"Ok here you go" I said

I started to push my dick inside her but the resistance was not allowing me to slide it easily. She wasn't wet enough. I was fearful of any injury to her. So I was pushing me inside her but still not with a substantial force.

"Rip my hole apart just rip it apart tear it like a paper." She realized I was not trying hard enough and grabbed my buttocks, raised her pussy towards my dick and pulled me with all her might. My dick went all the way inside her semi wet pussy.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaiiiiiighhhhaaaaaa sssssshhh aaaahhhh ssssshhhh aaahhhh"

She was in real pain she had closed her eyes and clenched her lips under her teeth trying to overcome her pain. I moved my dick out a little and slid it back again. I did this for a few times until my dick was coated with her love juices and it became slippery. I continued to do this gently. Now the pain from her face was gone instead she was now moaning with pleasure. My dick was clasped tightly in her slippery pussy. I could feel this tightness near her entrance. Her pussy lips were getting dragged in and out as I moved my dick in and out.

"Ohhh my god Rohan it's feeling so good ummmmm ahhhhh"

"You are so tight mom ssssssshhh aaaahhh"

Then my mom opened her eyes and lifted her head to have a look at my dick.

"My god I can't believe this" she was watching my dick move in and out of her body with excitement.

"Wow Rohan I have never felt so good" She was still watching with excitement.

"I love watching this, my god you are so thick." She said her eyes still glued to my dick.


"Mom I won't be able to hold on for long." I said desperately.

"No honey. Hold on for me." She said and lowered her head on the pillow and closed her eyes.

I increased my speed at the same time I began to control myself holding my breath.

"Faster Rohan faster tear me apart" and she spread her legs wide apart.

I began to move frantically between her legs. Her pussy was overflowing with our combined love juices and was slippery but still it had clasped my dick firmly. Her breasts were swaying up and down and she was moaning "sshh aahh sshh aahh" with my every thrust. My dick was hard like a rock, it has drawn blood from all parts of my body and it was now paining I was ramming and slamming my dick inside her hole ravishing her like an animal. She then started to arch her back and raise her pussy. I began to feel some more tightness around my dick.

"Aaaaah Rohaaannn this is so gooood sssshhhh aaaahhhh."

"Aaaaiighhh I can't hold now moooomm."

"Don't hold I am coming Rohaaaaaaaannnnn ssssshhhh aaaaahhhh" and she pulled me towards her and buried her nails in my back, arched her back and raised her pussy forcing it with all her strength towards my dick.

"Ssssssshhhhhh Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I screamed as I came shooting my hot semen inside her pussy.

"Aaaaaiiiiiighhhaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh" she too came violently as she sensed my warm semen strike over her cervix. I shot threads after threads of semen inside her filling her pussy with it. Waves of ecstasy ran through our bodies. Suddenly the tension was released my pubic muscles were automatically contracting and relaxing ejecting semen inside her. My dick was pulsating. My mom's pussy was also pulsating with my dick.

I was no more a virgin and I had just experienced the most intense orgasm of my life. My mom was also ecstatic. She had closed her eyes and gripped me tightly. We lay in that position for a few minutes. Then her grip loosened by this time my dick had also become soft so I pulled out. My dick was drenched with our love juices.

My mom was still lying still. Her eyes were closed and she looked relaxed and calm. Her breathing had returned to normal. She did not move an inch of her any body part. She looked very very satisfied.

I went to the bathroom and wiped off my dick and returned to the bed. To my surprise my mom had fallen asleep. I felt proud about myself. I had satisfied her to the extent that she fell asleep. This was her mute acknowledgement of my manhood, her appreciation of my lovemaking. Although this was my first sexual intercourse I lasted enough to give her climax.

I stood beside the bed watching her naked body for the first time. She looked like a sculpture. She was quite fair with dark hair and beautiful dark eyes which were now closed. Her lips were full, juicy, red and inviting. Shoulders were broad and breasts as you know voluptuous but firm. She was sleeping with her slender arms above her head. She had not shaven her under arms and they had ample dark hairs. Her waist was narrow and her hip was quite wide giving her a nice curve. There was a huge gap between her thighs where they joined her pubic area. It is because of this that her hips were quite wide.

Her pubic area was covered with thick curly black hair. The pussy lips were barely visible because of this. But I could clearly see some of my semen had rolled out of her pussy and trickled down towards her buttocks. Her thighs were fair than rest of her body and unlike a typical Indian woman her legs were quite long compared to her upper body.

I was watching this beauty mesmerized. She was a very good mother and now I realized that she was a wild and passionate lover in the bed. I wonder why my dad left the house when he had such a beautiful, passionate and faithful wife. I picked up my clothes and put them on. Then I pulled a thin cover over her. She was still asleep and was not disturbed by this. She was sleeping blissfully. Then I switched off the lamp and slept beside her.

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Chapter Four - Saturday Morning


The next day was a Saturday. Normally we would sleep longer than usual on weekends. But my mom always used to get up before me. But that day I got up before her. My mom was still sleeping blissfully. It must have been 5.30 am in the morning. The sun was not out but the sky had begun to brighten. I turned on my side and began to watch my beautiful mom. The cover had slid down to her waist exposing her upper body. I was watching that visual feast.

Just then an ambulance passed by our house with it's siren on. This broke my mom's sleep. She opened her eyes to see me watching her. She quickly realized that she was still naked and I was watching her. She quickly pulled the cover to cover her self and looked at me. I smiled and she blushed and kept her hands over her face. A few minutes later she suddenly moved towards me and hugged me tight.

"Oh Rohan It was so good yesterday. Thanks you did it. Actually I needed it desperately but how could I acknowledge it so flatly? After all I am your mother. Please don't say I am a liar" She said in a very soft voice.

"I am sorry mom; I understand how difficult it is for a mother." I said

"Good. Anyway I really enjoyed yesterdays encounter." She said

Yes mom I was in cloud nine" I said.

"Me too" and she rubbed her nose on my chest.

"Mom you are so good at this (love making)" I said.

"You too but how did you learn? Was it not your first time?" she asked.

"It was my first time mom." I said.

She then kissed me for the first time on my lips and put her arms around my neck.

"Rohan I had never been pulled in and out like yesterday." She said blushingly.

I did not know what to say so I kept quite caressing her back.

"Wow you made me so fullll there, you are way too thick." She complimented me.

"I thought you are tight mom." I said

"No. Your dad was not that thick. I always had a baggy feeling with him. I always wished if he had a thicker penis" she said.

"Was he so small?" I asked.

"No. The length may be the same as yours but not that thick" she said

"Does it make so much difference?" I asked.

"Yes. I always wanted to spread my legs wide apart but could not do it because it made the baggy feeling more prominent. Yesterday I could do it as much as I could. I was feeling so free to part my legs without any worries and you were pulling me in and out, oh my god what a feeling it was."

"Thanks mom I did not know anything about this." I said.

"You will learn lot of things with me. I promise." She said.

"Ok. Then can you tell me how you feel when you experience your orgasm?"

"Oh it's difficult to explain honey." She said.

"Please mom, try to tell." I insisted.

"It starts with a feeling of ants are crawling inside, a kind of tickling sensation. Then my vagina starts contracting and relaxing and I feel to suck the penis inside it. I feel a sweet depression between my naval and the chest bone. Waves of pleasure run through my body starting from my vagina and striking my heart. I start shaking and want to dig my nails deep inside your back and after that I become limp unable to do anything. Still it is quite difficult to explain but yesterday it was mind blowing. I had never experienced such an intense and satisfying orgasm ever in my life. More than the intensity it provided me deep deep satisfaction." She said with a very big smile.

"I see that's why you fell asleep." I said.

"Yes for the first time I fell asleep after having sex."

Then she inserted her face against my chest rub her nose against it and closed her eyes. I started to caress her back. She was enjoying being loved and cuddled. We were in this position for sometime. Then she woke up and sat on the bed. I was laying and watching her. She started to tie a knot in her beautiful long hairs. Her voluptuous breasts were swaying and bouncing as she moved her hands to tie the knot. My eyes were glued to her breasts. She was giggling and watching me as she tied the knot.

"Ok honey I will make some breakfast now." She said.

"I am not hungry mom." I said.

"But I am. You have drained my energy completely." She said with a smile.

"Ok" I said. I was in no mood to get up.

She got off the bed and started to walk towards her bathroom, just then.

"Oh my God" She said and rushed towards the bathroom and emerged after a few minutes. This time she was wearing her night gown which she had kept in her bathroom. I knew she was wearing nothing inside it as all her under garments were lying on the floor.

"What happened mom?" I asked her.

"Nothing honey it's just your semen which started to roll out on my thighs" she said.

"Is it?" I asked.

"Yes, never in my life I was filled to this extent." She blushed.

I was proud of myself. I also then got up and used her bathroom to relieve myself. Later I went to my bathroom brushed my teeth took a quick shower and presented myself at the dining table. Mom was busy preparing something in the kitchen. I was reading the news paper but my mind was occupied with her thoughts. I could not sit there so I walked into the kitchen. My beautiful mom was preparing pohay. I walked behind her and put my arms around her belly and placed my dick between her ass chicks. She just closed her eyes for a moment raised her chin and then open her eyes again. She felt good as I was moving my hands just under her breast teasing them softly. I then slowly kissed her cheeks; she had closed her eyes and enjoying the sensation. But then suddenly she pushed me away.

"Ok Rohan please let me finish this. We have the whole day and the night for this. But right now I am hungry." She said.

"Ok" and I eased my grip allowing her to carry on and I returned to the dining table waiting for my beautiful mom. I was not at all interested in food; I was only interested in her now. After some time she came out of the kitchen and served the breakfast. I hastily finished it. She took her own time. All the time I was looking at my beautiful mom's face. She was now embarrassed.

"Rohan. Stop it now don't look at me like this, it is embarrassing." She complained.

"Oh sorry mom." I said and I put on the TV and started watching it. My mom finished her dish after some time and picked up my dish and went to the kitchen for washing.

I sat on the sofa watching TV. She came back with two cups of tea. She offered me one and sat beside me sipping her. She was sitting very close to me brushing her body with mine. My dick had already sprung into life. After she had finished her tea I pulled her towards me. This time she did not resist but gladly came into my arms. We immediately locked our lips and started to probe each others tongue. After a lot of kissing and cuddling we separated.

Then we talked about some unimportant topics. My mom told me my lot of childhood mischiefs. Then she told me about her childhood, the school where she went, about her classmates. She was talking with me like a long lost friend suddenly found. It was good to know that my mom was a sensual woman. She too had her childhood heartthrobs she was just like any other girl at her age. We think of our moms as an asexual being. After their marriage women devote themselves to their family their children and their self identity is lost in this process. They dress modestly speak modestly and they are just moms.



That night the sex was divine. There was no force and no rush. We made a very passionate love on my mom's bed. Our bodies just melted into each others arms. Last night was a wild night filled with lust but that night was full of passion and desire. We made love very gently and slowly taking our time. Exploring each other's bodies kissing and cuddling. Actual intercourse was just an extension of the whole love making process. For the first time in my life I realized that sex is not just penis and vagina. It is a much more than that. Our whole body, mind, and soul are interacting to achieve one goal, the ultimate joy of life "Nirvana". This is a state of bliss where we lose ourselves and a deep sense of peace prevails in our minds. There is no ego, no desire to win and no fear to lose.

After that divine love making my mom started to mother me. She started to kiss me like her baby and lovingly gathered me towards her and offered her breasts to me. There was hardly any milk in it but I started sucking her like a baby she was caressing my back and planting kisses over my head. Her maternal instincts had taken over now and I soon fell asleep in her loving arms. But every time we did not make love like this. Sometimes it was wild and on other occasions it was passionate.

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Chapter Five - Break For One Month


We were now living like a couple deeply in love. We used to have sex almost everyday excluding the days when she would experience her periods. During her periods I used to massage her feet, legs, buttocks, waist, back and shoulders to relieve her of her pain. This way I won her heart. She was already mine but my love and care made her more devoted towards me. I also used to do all the cooking and cleaning so that she would get complete rest. She was also working in a bank. She used to come home after 5pm. I used to come home before her. Many times I used to cook and keep everything ready for her. She used to feel so proud of me.

I was going to collage and as a part of the course we also had to go on a yearly tour. Unfortunately just after six months we had to go on a one month tour. I was very disappointed. I did not want to miss even a single day without her. But I had to go.

During that period I kept in touch with her over the phone. As the days went by we were both eager to see each other. That month was the longest month of my life. It seemed to never end. But finally the wait was over as we all picked up our bags for the journey return home. It was Friday night when I reached home. I rang the door bell.

My mom opened the door with a big smile on her face. I went inside and kept my bags on the floor and spread my arms. My mom rushed into my arms and hugged me tightly. Soon our lips locked and we began to probe each others tongue. We separated after a while. We were both happy to see each other again.

"Oh honey why don't you take a quick shower? You will feel better after a long journey" she said.

"Yes mom I was about to say that"

"Ok, then I will serve the dinner" she said.

"Yes I will be back in a few minutes" I said.

I went to my bathroom and shaved myself and took a quick shower. When I came out I saw mom had kept my shorts and a t-shirt on the bed. I quickly got into them and went into the living room. My mom had already served the dinner. The dinner was delicious. Mom had prepared my favorite mutton biryani and raita. After the dinner she served me falooda but she did not take it. The food was really excellent and moreover after a gap of one month I was eating home made food prepared by my loving mom. After eating everything I kissed my mom's hands.

"Mom you are a great cook. Nobody can match you." I said.

"All children like food prepared by their mom." She said.

"No mom really you are the best." I said.

"Ok honey It's time for action, I am starving for a month now."

"Me too mom" I said and I hugged her and kissed her lips gently.

"Ok then you wait here watch some movie while I clean up everything" she said.

"I will help you mom" I said.

"No you must be tired. Just do what I say. I will call you when I am ready." She said.

"Ok" I said and walked towards the sofa. My mom picked up the dishes and went into the kitchen. I was waiting impatiently for her to call me. After a few anxious minutes she yelled from her bedroom.

"Rohan come in"

I switched off the TV and rushed towards her room. Just when I was about to enter the door I saw her standing in front of the mirror. I was struck by a bolt of lightning when I saw her and stopped right there. She was wearing a beautiful red sari and a red blouse. She had let her beautiful dark hair loose, which were hanging just below her buttocks. She was wearing beautiful gold bangles. She was also wearing beautiful flowers in her hair. Her sari was tightly hugging her body showing her beautiful curves. The sari was tied way below her naval and a thin line of her pubic hair was just visible to me.

"Rohan come near me." She said.

I came out of the trance I locked the door and walked towards her slowly. I slowly put my arms around her back and pulled her towards me.

"Shhh Ahhhh Rohan. I missed you so badly" she said

"Me too, mom." I said and started to move my hands over her back. She was just hugging me tightly and trying to feel me as much as possible. I lifted her chin and placed a small kiss on her lips. She moaned with joy. I then lifted her in my arms and placed her on the bed. I was on top of her and she was under me. Her voluptuous breasts were trapped under my chest. She was pulling me tightly towards her and I could easily see the lust in her eyes. I knew today she wanted a wild sex.

My condition was no different. I was moving my face between her breasts and she was moaning with pleasure. Today there was no point in kissing and cuddling. I removed her sari's end over her breasts and I put my hands around her back to unhook her blouse. She lifted her back slightly to provide access for my hands. I quickly unhooked her blouse and threw it on the floor. Suddenly I could smell musky aroma of her armpits. It was too intense. I had noticed that whenever she was horny that aroma would increase. That day it was so intense that I could smell it from a distance. I always liked her aroma. So I grabbed her both hands and placed them over her head giving me a full view of her underarms with thick black hair. Then I slowly lowered myself into one of her armpit and smelled it. My god that smell was so arousing that my already hard dick started paining.

"Mom you smell so wild today" I said in a hoarse voice.

"Rohan my whole body is waiting for you. Just tear me apart today. I want you to rip my hole today, don't show any mercy just spread me wide open and pound it and fill it with you semen till it floods." She said in an excited voice.

I was occupied with the musky aroma of her underarms I was sniffing them in turns. My dick was paining with each sniff. I was on fire and my mom's aroma was adding fuel to it. My mom's hands were over her head and I was holding them down to smell her armpits. But suddenly my mom started to twist and turn and raise her waist. This meant that she wanted my dick inside her juicy pussy. She was aching for that. I released her hands and she quickly raised her back and unhooked her bra releasing her voluptuous breasts. I quickly removed her sari which was half unwrapped.

Then as usual I was struggling to untie the strings of her petticoat. She was irritated and pushed my hands away and in a swift move untied the strings and slid her petticoat along with her panty up to her knees. I helped her by removing them off completely from her body. She was now totally naked and on fire. It was now my turn to undress, I quickly removed all my clothes and placed myself between her legs. My mom was watching my dick with the same excitement as the day when we first had sex. Her eyes were widened and glued to my dick. The excitement of getting penetrated by it vas clearly visible on her face. She had already spread her legs wide open in anticipation.

"Rohan hurry up I just can't wait anymore" her voice was shaking.

"Neither can I wait mom" I said.

But I did not want to penetrate her directly. I wanted to tease her and drive her mad. I wanted her to beg me for inserting my dick inside her. So I slowly lowered my head and started kissing inside of her thighs. She was moaning with pleasure and twisting her legs. She was eager for penetration. But I continued to kiss her thighs and slowly moved towards her pussy. As I got near her pussy the aroma of her pubic region was driving me mad. This was totally different from her armpits and was much stronger as I got nearer. Her moaning and twisting was increased. I was not giving her what she was anticipating instead I was firing her up.

"Oh Rohan what are you doing honey just come inside me I want to feel you there I want you to rip that hole apart between my legs. Ahhhh Rohaaaann get inside honey just get inside your mom's choot(pussy)" she was now aching to be loved.

I ignored her and moved my mouth over her pussy lips and planted a soft kiss over them. Suddenly her body trembled and she grabbed my hair and started to pull me towards her. But I did not move instead I started to kiss her pussy lips frantically. She was out of control and was twisting violently in the bed. Next I slipped my tongue over her pussy lips and started licking and kissing them.

"Oh my God Rohaaaannn Ssssss Ahhhhhh" she moaned loudly.

I ignored her and continued to lick her. Then I pushed my tongue inside her vagina to the extent I could and started to move it in a circular motion licking the vaginal walls. The taste of her juices and the aroma was driving me mad. It was like a slightly salty solution. My mom was now twisting frantically in the bed. Her breathing had increased and her voluptuous breasts were swaying as she twisted.

"Pleaaaaasee Rohaaaan get inside me nowwwwww" She screamed.

I had driven her mad. But for me this was not enough. I wanted her to beg. So I lifted my head and glanced at her.

"Yes my good boy now get in don't make me wait any longer mom needs your penis desperately" she said in a hoarse voice.

"Ok mom" I said.

"Yesssss" She said and placed her hands over her thighs and tried to part her legs which were already parted to the limit. I placed my rock hard dick over her pussy lips and instead of inserting it I began to rub them with it. I pressed my dick hard on her pussy lips and began to slide it over her pussy lips and her clitoris. I was rubbing the lips very hard but as I reached her clitoris I slowed down taking care just to rub it gently or just tap it teasingly. My mom's body was exploding with anticipation but I was not letting my dick go inside her. She was driven to the point where she could no longer hold. She was now beyond any control all she wanted was my dick inside her body and nothing else.

"Rohaaaannnn please push it in I can't hold any longer, you will kill me" her voice was shaking terribly.

I continued to do what I was doing ignoring her plea.

"Oh my God Rohaaannn Pleaaassssee . Please Rohan get inside me." She pleaded.

I still ignored her.

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"Aaaaighhh Rohaaannn I beg you please Rohan please" This time she literally folded her hands in a begging gesture. She was on fire and about to explode and needed my dick very badly. I was also on fire by now and my dick was paining as it has gathered blood from all parts of my body. So I gently pushed by dick inside her pussy for the first time.


"Ssssshhhhhh Aaaahhhh Wow Rohan Aaahhhh you almost made mama cry" she moaned with pleasure.

I started to move in and out in her slippery pussy. Although slippery it was still clasping my dick and her pussy lips were getting pulled in and out as I moved in and out of it. As I continued to move in and out of her pussy it started to leak with her juices wetting my balls and her buttocks and eventually wetting the bed sheet. There was no time to stop and stare I increased my speed a little.

"Sssshhh Aaaah Rohaaan you are pulling me in and out wow Sssshhhh Ahhhhhh"

"Mom you are so tight mom" I said

"Aggghhhhh Rohaaann tear my hole apart I want to be ravished by you today"

I increased my speed further.

"Yesss like this Ssssshhh Agghhhh"

Her beautiful voluptuous breasts were swaying as I moved in and out of her pussy.

"Faster Roahan tear me apaaaaaart" She screamed.

I began to move my dick inside her hole frantically.

"Ohhhh mom I can't hold any longer" I screamed.

My mom was also nearing her climax. She was arching her back and raising her waist to offer her pussy to me. She did this when she was nearing her climax.

"Do it Rohhhaaan filll me filll my choot just flood it with your seeds" she screamed.

"Ssssshhhhh Aggghhhhhhhhh"

I came inside her pussy shooting warm semen over her cervix and walls of her vagina.

She arched her back and almost screamed.

"Sssssssshhhhh Aaaaiiiiiiighhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

She too came violently. She pulled me over her body and clamped by buttocks with her legs and dug her nails in my back. She wanted every millimeter of my penis inside her pulsating pussy I could not feel her pulsations but I knew they were there. Her body was shivering and she had closed her eyes tightly. Waves of ecstasy were running through our bodies as we were melting in to each others arms. Time stood still, we were drowned in an ocean of pleasure and joy. I don't know how long we were in that position. But ultimately my mom loosened her grip and we separated. My mom fell asleep. I knew this must have been a very satisfying orgasm for her. I had seen this happen only twice. I watched my mom's beautiful naked body. Her hands were over her head exposing her beautiful unshaved underarms and her legs were slightly parted with my semen dripping out of her pussy. She was in a state of bliss. I slowly covered her and went into the bathroom to cleanup myself. When I returned my mom had not moved an inch she was sleeping blissfully. I put on my shorts and slept beside her.

The next day morning when she woke up she looked at me and blushed and came into my arms. She rested her head against my chest and said.

"You almost killed me with pleasure yesterday"

"You liked it na mom?" I asked.

She did not say anything but nodded her head and blushed and then hugged me tight.

We still live in the same house. The outside world doesn't have a clue what goes inside our house. I am 36 and she is 55 but we have a great sex life. At one stage my mom wanted a baby (when she was 45 I think) but I thought it was to risky at her age beside she had to undergo a surgery to correct her tied tubes. She still rues the fact that she could not become pregnant from me.

Meanwhile I married Anuradha the beauty on whom I had a crush. I am a father of two beautiful kids one boy and one girl. Sex is great between me and my wife. But I and my mom always find a way to see each other. My mom lives downstairs while me and my family lives upstairs in the same house. Anyway life is great for us and I wish this goes on for ever.

THE END 

[usaiha2]

मेरे एक पाठक ने ई-मेल पे पूछा है कि...

" महोदय , आप इतनी जल्दी जल्दी पोस्ट क्यों डाल रहे हो...

 हम तो पुरा पोस्ट पढ कर कमेन्ट करना चाहते हैं , उतने में आपके 4 नये पोस्ट आ जा रहे हैं... 


भाई ... पहली बात - जैसा कि मैं हमेशा कहता हूँ कि मैं ओरिजनल राईटर नहीं हुं... और सेव की हुई कहानियों को पैस्ट करता हुं... 

मुझे किसी कि लिखी कहानियों को अपने नाम से छापना या उसका क्रेडिट लेना भी पसंद नहीं है... तो किसी पाठक को अपडेट के लिए वेट क्यों करवाया जाए...


और दुसरा रिज़न ये है कि कुछ चु** पाठक अजीब माँग करने लगते हैं कि ये करवाओ... 

वो करवाओ... ऐसे चुसवाओ... मुत पिलाओ... माँ भेन टिचर से करवा... रोल प्ले करवा

ऐसे करवा... वेसे करवा 

(भाषा का सटीक उपयोग मेरे उपर किया गया है मित्रों)

तुने ये नहीं करवाया... तो हम कहानि नहीं पढेंगे...

Even some one told me you should creat the story list... & I forgot 01 person told me you should write the story in big fonts as I am unable to read stories 

और तो और कभी पोस्ट मैं देर हो जाए तो यही चु**, एम. सी. & बि.सि. पाठक थ्रेड पर धमकी भी देते हैं कि कहानी खत्म नहीं करना थी तो शुरू क्यों कि...


अपनी पसंद का कुछ लिखो तो भी इनका पेट दुखता है... और जल्दी जल्दी पोस्ट देने पर तो मेल  पर भी शीकायत करते हैं... 

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ऐसे सभी सम्माननिय पाठकों से नीवेदन है... ये सभी कहानियां मेने अपने मनोरंजन के लिए नेट से ही कापि पेस्ट कि हैं... और चाहता हूं कि आप भी इनका आनंद लें...

मुझे या अन्य किसी लेखक को परेशान किए बगैर...

धन्यवाद

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A Son's Love for His Mother

Hello My Dear Readers...

This story is about the extreme sexual desire a son develops for his mother, and how he lives with it. I have been inspired by the porn I have watched, stories I have read, and, of course, real-life incidents.

The base for this story are definitely true events, during different parts of my life, and I have tried being as realistic as possible. The story is set in India.

All characters in the story are above 18.

Happy Reading!!

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My lust for my mother grew bigger and bigger, every passing year, and at 22, I have reached such an extreme stage that I cannot sleep without fapping to my darling mother.


I love her and I care for her, and I wish the best for her, like every other son. I have utmost respect for my mother.

But, the moment I enter my room and close the door, incestual desires fill inside me, turning me into a dirty animal, desperately craving for his mother's mature pussy.

I was introduced to sex and to the world of porn when I was 18. I was still in high school when I turned 18, and was in my final year.

Internet at home gave me easy access to all kinds of adult videos, and while all my friends, who watched porn, fantasized on the girls in school, for some strange reason, I felt attracted towards my mother.

Initially, I hated myself every time I had dirty thoughts about my mother. Images of her in her inner-wear, or being touched inappropriately by strangers kept coming in my thoughts. I felt like I had no control over it, and soon found myself filled with remorse.

I stopped watching porn, and life was back to normal. I was, however, getting increasingly frustrated with my studies and personal life. It felt like I had no source of happiness, and I was getting depressed.

Peer pressure had also taken a toll on me. My best friends were all getting laid, and I did not even have a girlfriend.

My boring, tedious single life & my growing sexual needs left me with no other option than to start watching porn, again.

The second attempt at porn was a largely satisfying and rewarding experience. Explicit thoughts of my mom had stopped flashing in my mind, and I was thoroughly enjoying porn now.

I would at times think really indecent stuff about the girls in school and fap to them. But mostly I would be dry humping myself, on the bed, thinking about the scenes from the porn movie I last watched. Very soon, I was a proud porn addict.

My Senior Board Exams were almost here, and my poor results in the mock tests, forced my parents to cancel the internet connection. I felt devastated.

I was missing my daily dose of adult content, and there was nothing I could do about it. I felt I could not even breathe. Such was my addiction to porn, I wanted it a thousand times more than a normal boy of my age would.

A months study leave was what I had to prepare for the exams. I found myself unable to do anything. I was told only to concentrate on studies, and not being allowed to leave my house meant that I was stuck at home, alone with my mother.

Yes, my mother!! And that is when I started to develop extremely sinful feelings for her. Having spent time with her for almost the whole of 1 week, I found scandalous images of my mother coming back into my mind.

She would be around me right from the morning till the time I slept, and spending so much time with her had the devil in my mind creeping out.

I found myself checking out her curvy body, her firm boobs and I was always trying to catch a glimpse of her cleavage.

I realized everything else I was doing to keep myself sexually engaged, was to keep myself away from lusting for my mother. I realized I was watching porn only because I wanted the shots from porn to replace the lewd thoughts about my mother. I realized I was fapping to my classmates only to stop myself from wanting to masturbate to my mother.

I realized it was my mother I really wanted, and I am filled with feelings for her, a son should never have for his mother.

That night I could not sleep. All I could do was imagine my mother as the female subject in the umpteen porn movies I had watched, and myself as the male pleasing her. All I could do was imagine being on the bed with her.

I was hard. I could feel my young virgin cock throbbing with excitement, and I rushed to the washroom to shoot out my load for her.

I tried masturbating thinking about my mother, but even after being completely overtaken by lust, I just could not stroke myself to an orgasm. Instead I started thinking about how my mother grew me up. I started thinking about my dad.

My dad was my superhero, always working hard for us. I could never do something that would hurt him. And I cursed myself for wanting to own his wife - my mother.

I was upset, tired, and confused. I told myself I will never think dirty about my mother, for the sake of my dad, and our family.



But the question still remained - Would I have Fucked My Mother, otherwise?!

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Next day, after waking up, I found it difficult to face my mother. I just could not look at her. All the courage I had built to shamelessly long for her, seemed to have been washed away.


I was stuck in a turmoil of feelings and emotions. I was angry at myself for having wanted something I should have never wished for.

I wanted to punish myself. I felt losing control over my life. I was sexually infuriated, and I started understanding how badly my addiction to porn has affected me, and my life.

I loved my mother, but I also found myself wanting her more and more, in ways she will never let me have her.

I, now, had only less than 3 weeks for my Board Exams, and I had still not started studying. I was well on my way to messing things up, and that is when the golden idea struck me.

"Why not ask my mother to help me study??" I thought.

I did not know if I wanted it so that I could be close to her, or if I really wanted her help to study. 'BOTH', was the answer, maybe. I wanted to start studying, but I also wanted her presence near me.

I knew it will not help me get rid of the lust I have for her. I knew it may make things worse. But such was my state of mind, I was not able to even convince myself to choose between right and wrong.

I was going to study, but only to be with my mother. All I wanted was a valid reason to be with her.

I was craving for her body, but I just could not accept it myself. I knew it was wrong, and wanting her help to prepare for the exams, was my way of trying to make a wrong, a right.

I found it impossible to make myself understand that I am her son, and she is my mother. I could only see myself as a young boy desiring for a mature woman, a scenario I had seen in few raunchy videos I had seen back then.

My mother was very happy when I asked her if she could help, and she immediately said yes. We started right away, and she sat next to me, just like I wished.

I was enjoying spending time with her, and I was also studying. In-fact I was studying more, and for longer hours, so that I could have her by my side even more.

I would go through the lessons, and then have my mother ask me questions. Soon my study time was close to 14 hours a day, and my mother was stuck with me, not able to do even her daily household duties.

She started asking me questions while in the kitchen, while she ironed clothes and even as she watched her favorite shows on TV. I was with her all the time, and she was teaching me late into the night.

She would ask me questions in her night wear, and the nighties & tight t-shirts she used to wear, gave me a wonderful idea of her majestic structure.

I loved it when she would stretch her arms during the mornings, siting in front of me, wearing a sleeveless kurti, or raise her hands to tie her hair. And in the process, give me a great view of her shiny shaven armpits.

She would oil her hair as she asked me questions, then dry her hair after a hot shower, sitting next to me, and sometimes come check my notes right after her yoga session.

I honestly preferred her sweaty body over her clean fresh body, and even the aroma of her body was adding to my hunger for her.

Everyday I had a new reason to be hard, and I was really enjoying my study time. Preparing for my Board Exams with a horny erect dick was a truly erotic experience.

The last week of my study holidays saw me being forced to cover my ultra hard penis, from poking out of my shorts, on multiple occasions. I started having the feeling that my mother, too, was relishing this, and I was having extremely firm erections.

Maybe it was just my twisted mind playing games, but more than once, I felt my mother was teasing me.

She gave me the first hint when she spread her legs open really wide, as she was teaching me Biology. She was completely dressed, but she was continuously spreading her legs out really wide, and then bringing them back together. She repeated this until we completed the topics related to Reproduction.

I was sweating, I was exhausted, and I was having a hard-on so rigid, I felt I was going to explode. I just had to have my hands over my penis, to keep my erection covered.

And when my mother said, "That went well, Manu. I hope you will not forget this. We really do not have time to do this again, anytime soon." I did not know how to react.

I knew I had to believe she was talking about the topics we completed, but I just could not stop thinking if she was trying to tempt her teenage son.

Such was the impact, I started to feel the room fill with lust, every time my mother and I were together.

She started bending over the table, each time I asked her a doubt, showing me her cleavage, in different proportions. Her fleshy boobs looked like out of a dream.

Sometimes, when asking me questions, late at night, after my dad has slept, she would sit at the edge of the sofa, with her bust pushed out on purpose, and legs spread wide, making my dick raise.

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My mother even made me say-out-loud mathematical formulas, standing right outside the closed door of her bathroom, as she had a quick bath.


"We do not have time to waste, Manu. So, just shout out the formulas, for me to hear, and think about nothing else." my mother said, as I started to recite the formulas, rubbing my dick like a possessed freak.

My mother was wet and naked inside the bathroom, just a meter away from me. My plan of asking her to help me study had worked out brilliantly, and I got more than what I had wished for.

Though, I never really masturbated for her, she had herself made me so hard and horny, I had cum jizzing out of my dick, the moment I pulled it outside my shorts.

The last day of my study holidays had me relaxing, as it was my English exam the next day, and I was confident of doing well. I was also extremely satisfied with all the time I spent with my mother. For an 18 year old boy, I had got more than what I could desire for, at my age.

But my mother had one big surprise, left for me, and that made me wonder, more, if she was indeed teasing me all along.

I was in the living room, when she went inside the common washroom, adjacent to the living room. I could hear her hang her pants on the door knob, but before I could even start imagining her sit and pee, the door to the washroom opened. And my mother stormed outside, into the living room.

I could not believe my eyes, I just could not believe what I was seeing. I was stunned.

There stood my mother in front of me, wearing just her white kurti, and no pants. Her kurti was long enough to cover her knees, but the sides had such a high slit, I could clearly see her black panties in between the sides of her top.

"Have you gone through 'THE WILD WIND' poem, Manu?? It is very important, and you must look into the questions at the back of your text book, again. I really want you to do well. That is all I want, Manu." my mother said, before going back into the washroom, looking straight into my eyes.

I could not move an inch, I was shocked. She came back outside, seconds later, this time with her pants on, and smiled at me like nothing ever happened. This was more than what I could take.

Though she stressed on how badly she wanted me to score good marks, she looked & sounded like a hot woman, trying to seduce me. Her actions had me asking myself questions, I could never find answers for.

My exams finally began, stretching for a period of two weeks, and as soon as they got over, I got my computer and internet connection back. I was ecstatic. I felt I got my life back. I just could not wait to get back to watching porn.

My mother gave me a great time, and did not let me miss erotica. And now, I wanted to use my newly ignited thirst for me, to good effect.

I knew I was going to enjoy porn, immensely, this time around. I had even got a list of stag films ready, I felt I should visualize my mother in. Even if she wasn't going to be by my side, I could always imagine her on my computer screen.

I was, however, very upset when I got to know my parents were going abroad, for a three week trip. I was going to miss my mother's presence.

I was used to having her around me, and I wished I got more of her body. I clearly wanted to know if she intended to entice me, for real.

But I had access to porn back, and being able to walk around the house, naked, with a hard dick, all day long, and watching adult movies non-stop, was enough to make me happy.

My results were out a month later, and to everybody's surprise I did pretty well. My mother was very happy, and said she deserved all the credit.

I was more than happy to give her all the credit. Not only did she help me learn and pass, she also gave me enough to satisfy my sexual appetite.

I had scored enough marks to get myself a seat in a highly rated entrance coaching school. My elder cousin sister, too, went there to prepare for the entrance examination.

Every student passing out from high school, had to write a mandatory qualification test, and it was based on their performance in this test, seats in colleges were allotted.

The coaching school was in Ooty, a Hill Station in Tamil Nadu, almost five hundred kilometers away from my hometown.

My parents very happy I was going there, as it almost guarantees admission in a good college. They were only sad about the fact I had to stay in a hostel.

I knew the coaching school was a great place to be, and having heard my cousin talk about it, I knew I was going to have fun.

Packing for Ooty, and leaving home, brought back in me true pure feelings I had never had in the last few months. Seeing my mother cry as I was leaving home, made me regret all my corrupt thoughts about her.

I suddenly felt I had no lust for her, and all I had was love for her. Love a son would have for his mother, Love a son should have for his mother. I had no more dirty feelings for her, and I realized how dearly she loves me.

I came home just twice that whole year, and I spent very little time with my mother during this period. Whenever we talked, I only had respect for her.

I had completely stopped watching porn, and it was helping me. I never felt I was missing porn. I felt good about myself.

I was also dating a girl in the coaching school, and I really loved her. We made out a few times, and it was amazing kissing her. I was having a great time there, and I was even getting good grades in the tests.

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I had turned 19 by the time I gave my All India Entrance Examinations, and waved goodbye to the coaching school.


My mom welcomed me back home with a hug, and told me I have turned into a smart young man. I was never a touchy person, and always tried avoiding hugs, and even good night kisses at home. And for the very same reason, my mother's hug sent shock-waves through my body.

I had no plans to lust for her, but I could not resist acknowledging the fact I felt her boobs crush on my chest, as she hugged me. I feared I would end up wanting her, again.

My mother had cooked all my favorite food, and I ate all of it. I spent the evening unpacking, with the help of my mother, and settling down in my room.

My mother had so much to talk about, and by the time she finally said good night, and left my room, it was well past 1:00 AM. I was so tired, I fell asleep immediately.

Two hours later, I found myself waking up with a very bad headache, and completely wet boxers. I was too exhausted to move, until I realized I had an orgasm while sleeping, and my boxers were drenched in my sticky white cum.

I could not believe I had a wet dream. I had not had one in a very long time.

As I forced myself out of the bed, to clean and change my boxers, it struck me that I had dreamed of fucking my own mother. I had ejaculated dreaming about cumming inside my mother's pussy.

I felt like hit on the head, and it was taking me too much time for me to come back to my senses.

I did not know if I just wanted to be in the dream, or if I was still in it. I could still feel my dick sliding in and out of my mother's wet pussy. I could still feel my tongue inside my mother's mouth. I could still feel my hands on my mother's bare boobs.

It felt so real, I could not believe it was just a dream. It was so intense, I could still feel her skin rubbing against mine.

All I could do was lie on my bed, still in my wet boxers, as I tried recollecting the dream.

My mother, in her green satin nighty, sat on my lap with her face facing mine. The thin spaghetti straps, on the right side of her nighty, were conveniently untied, to have one of her busty milky breasts out in the open, waiting for her son to start sucking his own mother's hard nipples.

Her knee-length nighty, was raised up to her hips, and I had my hands on her thick round ass-cheeks. I groped her firm butt, and as I started moving my fingers towards her virgin ass-hole, she forced her face onto mine, with animalistic lust, and kissed my lips with extreme passion.

She was longing for it, and she could not wait anymore. I kissed her back with equal fervor, pushing my tongue inside her mouth, tasting her for the first time.

My mother's libido was at it's peak, as she lifted her hips, took my hard cock in her hand, and sat on it, pushing my erect meat inside her mature love hole. She was so wet, I could feel my dick easily slide inside her pussy, as she moaned loudly.

Very soon I was fucking my mother in the FACE-OFF Position. She was riding my dick with such greed and excitement, it looked like she lived all these years just to have her son back inside her pussy.

She moved her hips around in a circular motion, grinding my dick against her pussy walls, making sure every inch of her cunt got to feel her son's young hard cock.

I was aroused beyond words could explain, and I was biting & kissing her sexy creamy neck, licking & groping her boobs. I wanted to leave bite marks all over body. I wanted to own my mother's thick body.

We continue fucking and my mother was now riding my cock even harder. She was nearing an orgasm, and she wanted me to cum inside her too. I found myself lifting my thighs to push my dick deeper inside her, and just seconds later I could feel hot slimy liquid over the entire length of my dick.

"AAAAAHHHHHHHH", my mother moaned, as she had an intense orgasm. She was still ejaculating, and her wet juices were flowing out of her pussy, onto my body.

My mother was exhausted, and she collapsed against my body. She wrapped her hands around me, and started kissing me on my neck. I was still pushing my dick in and out of her pussy, when I heard the sound of my dad's car enter inside the compound.


For a second, I stay shocked, only to hear my mom tell, "CUM INSIDE ME BABY, MAKE MUMMY YOURS".

There I was in my dad's room, sitting naked at the edge of my dad's bed and fucking my dad's wife. And even as I heard him get out of the car and close the door, I could not pull my cock out of my mom's pussy and leave the room. Instead I continued fucking her harder, making her moan with greater pleasure.

"NOW BABY... NOW!! CUM INSIDE MUMMY. CUM INSIDE MUMMY'S SLUTTY PUSSY... LET DADDY SEE YOUR CUM LEAKING OUT OF MUMMY'S PUSSY!!" my mother screamed as my dad rang the door bell.

I could not hold back any longer, and my mom's words had pulled the trigger. I was shooting thick hot cum inside my mom's pussy, and I could feel my load fill her hole.

My dad continued to ring the door bell, and I continued shooting semen deep inside mom's pussy.

I was leaking as I finished recollecting the dream. I was rock hard, but yet felt completely shaken. I couldn't sleep either. All I could see when I closed my eyes, was my mother jumping on top of me, and I had no idea when I fell asleep.

[usaiha2]

The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I was searching for porn on the internet. It had been more than a year since I last watched porn, and after dreaming about fucking my mom last night, it was impossible to not want to have a feel of watching some good hot stuff.


The kind of porn I found on the internet, that day, was very different from what I was watching a year ago. The internet was flooded with high quality MILF Porn, and each of these MILF pornstars successfully managed to convince me, that there is no greater pleasure than fucking a mature woman.

In the following days, I realized INCEST Porn too was very widely available in most porn sites, and I failed to last even for 5 seconds when watching Incest Mom-Son Videos.

Each of these videos started reminding me of the lust I once had for my mother. I was again addicted to porn, but this time it was not to help me stay away from lusting for my mother. It was also not to just simply fantasize my mother in each video I watch.

The only reason I was watching porn, this time, was to fully confirm the blunt truth that I had finally realized.

The fact that my love for my mother, gave greater sexual satisfaction, and was far too superior compared to the few moments of pleasure, an adult video was capable of gifting.

This along with the images of fucking my mother, in my dream, developed in me an uncontrollable, and almost dangerous craving for my mother.

The next few weeks saw me become more daring. I started staring at my mother's body more frequently, and for longer periods of time. I was ogling at her boobs, and I cared less about what will happen if she caught me checking her out.

I even started searching her wardrobe, to find her inner-wear. Though she always kept them locked and away from every-bodies reach, I did manage to get my hands on one of her lovely pink bra & a pair of yellow panties.

I could never find the complete treasure she hid, but I had found enough to know my mom had boobs of Size 34D, and a hip size of 36 inches. She had amazing curves and I had overheard one of her conversations with my aunt, where she told her hips were around 24 inches.

I confirmed my mother had an amazing hourglass figure of size 34-24-36, and that was the size the hottest MILFS would have. And with her beautiful face, glowing skin and shiny hair, my mother was a Perfect MILF.

For the first time in my life, I masturbated thinking only about my mother. I was not watching porn, but just vigorously stroking my dick, imagining my mother on her knees, waiting to have my load all over her MILF Body. And I was cumming like I had never before.

Every time she told me she will be back soon after a shower, I would pull down my shorts, and stroke my rock hard dick, imagining her naked in the shower. I was addicted to my mother, and I was enjoying every bit of it.

In two months time, I joined a college in Bangalore. I did quite well in the national level entrance tests, and got the chance to study in a reputed college. I choose to do Engineering in Computer Science.

Bangalore, too, was far from my hometown, and I had to stay in the college hostel, in the beginning.

College life was amazing and I made some wonderful friends. My sex life also was great, and I lost my virginity in the very first year. Though I did not talk to many girls, I had a fling with most of the girls I talked to.

I had the image of a playboy throughout the years in college, but the girls still loved me. By the time I finished college, I had dated 5 very attractive women.

I even had a couple of encounters with sex starved mothers. Getting physical with my Physics Teacher in college, and then with my distant relative, who lived close to the college I studied in, made me feel like a Champion. Ripe Mature Women were my Trophy.

Despite all these, and opportunities for more sex, I continued to lust for my mother. My thoughts were always filled with her, and in my mind she was always naked.

Every scenario I imagined my mother in, she would be undressed. Whether it was buying grocery at the supermarket, driving her car, cooking in the kitchen, or serving me food, my mother was in her bare form, in every thought of mine.

I would talk to my mother every night, and most times I would be masturbating, talking to her on the phone. I would be wearing nothing when I call her, and just her voice would be enough to make my dick extra hard. I would stroke my cock as I talked to her, and cum while she was still on the line.

I used to desperately wish that she noticed the change in my breath. I really hoped that she understood I was masturbating, talking to her.

I would come home whenever possible, and after each visit, the bond between my mother and me was growing stronger. I started talking to her more than I ever had, and she was really happy to hear everything happening in my college.

I never told her anything about my sexual encounters, but I would tell her everything else, making her happy. She loved the attention I was giving her and she started seeing me as a friend she could share anything with.

We would talk late until midnight, or watch a movie in the home theater or just play board games. She really enjoyed my company and we were spending a lot of time together.

We were becoming really close, and I was now more a friend than a son for her. And that was exactly what I wanted her to feel about me. I wanted her to forget I am just her son.

I wanted to be the person she loved the most. While all I wanted and dreamt of was to make love with her - Strip her Naked & Push my Dick deep inside her Pussy.

I slowly started being touchy with her, something I had never done my whole life. I would leave my hand on her thighs when watching TV, press the flesh around her shoulders in the context of giving her a Stress Buster Massage, call her for a selfie and then have my hand on her hips, or sometimes even lightly grab her hips, saying "Let's Pose".

And in between all this, I managed to brush my hands over her boobs, multiple times, and once even pressed my thumb on her lower boob, while helping her with the dishes in the kitchen. Her melons felt so soft.

She loved me so much, she could never think any of these were inappropriate. In her eyes, I was the best son any mother could have.

"I am so proud that My Son is My Best Friend" my mother would tell me everyday.

"You are going to be even more proud when your very own son starts fucking you." I always wanted to tell her.

But I would just smile, and tell her "I will be always be your best friend".

My mother was a star among my friends too. She never looked her age, and nobody would believe when I tell them she was in her 40's.

My mother had come to my college, a couple of times, and most of my mates, when they first saw her, thought she was my elder sister.

And when they finally believed she was really my mother, "Your Mummy is Fucking HOT", was what everybody had to tell me.

Though they tried not to talk much about her, in front of me, I could guess they were all over her deliciously curvy body.

My mother was fair, had creamy skin and the perfect body. Even my best buddies could not help but openly lust for her. And seeing their stiff pants made me even more horny.

I was enjoying watching my mother being leered at, by every single guy in college. The entire hostel was talking about her, the night she visited the college, and though I acted like I knew nothing about them craving for my mother, I was sure everybody had fapped for my mother, more than once that night.

Any other son would have fought against the entire college that day, to protect his mother's modesty. But, I just locked myself inside my room, pulled my pants down, and stroked my dick, imagining my mother standing naked in the middle of the college ground, as more than 500 boys ran towards her, to grab her and fill her holes.

"I wish I could FUCK THIS ARABIAN HORSE" I had heard one of my seniors tell the boys around, looking at my mom's round ass.

And very soon everybody were calling her THE ARABIAN HORSE, and I loved getting turned on, hearing it.

3 years went by as I finished my college, and returned home as a graduate. And just two days after I came back home, it was my 22nd birthday.

My mother was very happy to have me back. I was even more happy to have her right in front of me.

I was so sexually addicted to my mother, I was convinced I had crossed that line where seeing her merely as the woman who gave birth to me, was possible.

I was at that stage of sexual ecstasy where I wanted her to be my wife. I wanted to own her. I wanted to make my mother mine. I wanted to be the one she would spread her legs for. I wanted to breed her.

All throughout my lust filled life, I had not seen her naked. I had not tried to expose myself in front of her either. Even my inappropriate touches were mostly ones that could be categorized as harmless.

But, that was all going to change. For my 22nd Birthday, I decided to gift myself my mother.

Being from the state of Kerala, my mother had the special grace and beauty, most Kerala women are blessed with. With her hot looks, thick hair & amazing figure, my mother was a natural Malayali Item.

But I would not categorize my mature mother, as just a Mallu MILF. I would not categorize her as Desi MILF, the whole of India would go hard for, either.

In my eyes, she was a Universal MILF, the entire world would die jacking off for. That was the kind of power, she had over me.

"I want to love her, I want her to know my love for her, and I want her to accept it. I am not going to stop myself from making advances on her anymore, and I will grab every chance I get to let her know I want her." I promised myself.

For my birthday, my mother had baked a Chocolate Truffle cake, and she wanted me to cut it. I so wished she was stripping herself as she sang the Birthday Song for me.

I cut the cake and gave her a piece of it first. And when it was her turn to give me a piece, I gladly sucked it off her fingers. I could see my saliva shining on her fingers.

"This tastes so good, Mom. You are just amazing." I told her, as I thanked her for the cake.

She wished me and came forward to hug me. This was just what I was waiting for, and I made sure I was giving her the tightest hug she would have ever got.

I had my hands wrapped around her, with so much force, I was pushing her deeper and deeper into my body. I was literally trying to crush her. I wanted her to feel the degree of sexual yearning every single inch of my body had for her.

My mother too was hugging me back with all her love. I kissed her on her cheeks, a kiss filled only with lust and no love. I was taller than her, and she returned the kiss on my neck.

I got so turned on with the touch of her lovely pink lips on my neck, I started to feel my dick harden. Our heights were such that my dick was at the same level as my mother's pussy hole.

And when my dick started growing more erect, and pushing into my mother's body, I could bet she was feeling it, even though both of us were completely dressed. But she showed no change of emotion, and continued to hug me.

My meat was turning even harder, but I kept hugging her tight. We do not break the hug until we hear the gate open, and see dad driving his car inside the compound.

"Ohh.. Your Dad is here." my mother said, as she broke the hug, and smiled at me, passionately. I had never seen her look so flushed before.

I did not know if she enjoyed feeling the hardness of my manhood, or if she just loved me so much. Maybe she did feel my dick turn hard, and poke against her body.

But she loved me, and trusted me so much, she believed I would never lust for her. And maybe, she also convinced herself that my erection was very normal for somebody of my age, when in touch with the opposite sex.

But such was the deep sensual pleasure I felt when hugging her, I could only stand still looking at her smile at me. I wanted more of it, and I wished I could have my body stuck onto her for the rest of my life. I came back to my senses when I heard my dad ring the door bell.

"I LOVE YOU Manav.. Have an amazing year." my mother said, softly.

As I looked at my mother go open the door for dad, I felt my hard cock starting to leak. Hearing her call me Manav, after calling me Manu all my life, made me wonder if my mother had started seeing me as another person, and not just her son.

"What took you so long, Savita?? I thought you will never open the door for me." I heard my dad ask my mother, as she opened the door.

"Oh, I am so sorry Suresh. l was in the kitchen and just did not hear the bell." my mother replied, taking my dad's office bag from his shoulder.

I stood still, as I watched my darling mother, Savita, welcome my dad back home from work, and walk into their room.

"When are we cutting the cake, Savi?? You did buy one, didn't you??" I heard my dad ask, as he entered his room.

"I thought you will be late, Suresh. We already cut the cake." I heard my mom reply, and quickly asking him about his day, changing the topic.

I did not know why my mother had to lie she was in the kitchen, when she was right there with me. I did not know why my mother had to lie about the cake, either. It was she who insisted I cut the cake, immediately after she baked it.

But what I indeed knew was that I needed my mother more than anything else in this world now. And I was going to do everything to have my dick inside her mature pussy.

I came into this world out of her, and now I was going to get back inside her!!

THE END

[Tik]

Index please sir..
Are all stories about mom and son..

[usaiha2]

Sumathi - A Widow Mom

I am married to my hubby Rao 25 years ago when I was 20. A year later we had our son Ramesh. Rao did not wanted anymore kids. So he had his tubes done. We have given all our lives to Ramesh's upbringing and he turned out to be a good lad. He finished his engineering and went to US.

Last year he returned for the first time. The reason is sudden loss of his father. It was a devastating time for both of us and he immediately came home. I never thought I would live through that time. But I did and it also changed my life for ever. Ramesh stayed back with me after the funeral. We sold all assets in the city and went to the village to live with my father. Ramesh also joined me. I kept telling him I will be ok and he should go back to US but he didn't.

A month after his dad's passing away, I noticed Ramesh being more intimate with me. He touched me and hugged me more and was always around me. I took it lighter as he needs to take care of me now and he is showing it that way. But 6 weeks after my hubby died, my dad came to me one morning and started talking about my future. I told him being a widow and looking after my dad and my son is my future.

He said me 'you should look after your son more and you should marry again'

I interrupted dad 'No dad! I can't marry anyone anymore! Please don't ask me!'

Then he became more appeasing and he started explaining. He kept saying if I need to take care of my son, I need to marry again.

I was interested what Ramesh thought about me marrying again. So I asked dad.

He said Ramesh not only approved it, he is the one who suggested it.

I was a bit shocked to hear that my son suggested me to remarry.

My immeidate thoughts were that Ramesh might be thinking I am a burden to him and his plans.

So I told dad 'If Ramesh thinks it ok, it ok with me too!' 'where is he?' I asked.

Dad said he wend to the market to get some grocers.

I saw happiness in dad's face.

I asked him 'So, does this mean I have to make myself presentable to prospective grooms again?'

He said 'No! I have already chosen one....you will like him!'

I was surprised! I asked 'does Ramesh know him too?'

He said "yes!"

There was a big silence between us. I was puzzled at the amount of underground work that my son and my dad did to make me remarry. I

felt sorry that they already feel I am a burden to them.

After a while I asked dad 'Well, dad, aren't you gonna tell me who is the groom?'

He said 'what to say? you already know him'

My brain wandered off to all the people and particularly the bachelors I know.

I was puzzled.

I was annoyed. I asserted dad 'cut the chase and tell me who is it?'

He said "Its Ramesh!"

"Which Ramesh?" I said.

"How many Rameshes you know?'

I counted and said 'The only Ramesh I know is my son'

'Then he is your groom'

'shutup dad!' I cut his words. 'don't play with me...tell me!'

He said 'I am not joking! Ramesh is your groom!'

'What?' I said. 'Ramesh is my son for god's sake!'

'He is a grown man now Sumathi' my dad said.

'But he is my flesh and blood...how can I...how can he?'

My whole world is raoming around me. I caould not expect this.

'He himself asked me..he wantas to marry you' dad said.

'Ramesh himself asked you? He asked his granddad to marry his mother?'

'Yes! At first I thought he is joking and its wierd. But after a while I thought he can say that'

'What? That it is legal and moral to marry his mother?'

'I may be immroral but its legal my dear. According to the law he can marry you as you are a widow'

'But he is my own son? How could you accept this? Even if you do, I cannot'

'Its too late for it dear! I have already signed the agreement'

'Agreement? What agreement?'

'That I will get you married to Ramesh' 'But how can you do this? I am his mother and your daughter' 'He didnot ask me as my grandson.

He asked me as a father to a daughter he loved' 'And then you signed the agreement!!! What was the agreement? Did he promised some favour in return for me?' 'Yes' 'What was the favour dad?' He was silent. I asked him again with anger. 'some money'

'Money? Thats great! Now you sold me. You sold you daugher for some measly money! How much?'

How much dad?' I screamed.

'500,000 rupees' he murmurred.

I was shocked. I didnot believe I heard right. It is a lot of money. I had to ask dad again to make myself sure. He again told me its 500000.

He even said 'He said he is ready to give more'.

I could not help being a little proud that I am not cheap.

'You would take more if you can..haven't you dad' I hissed....'selling you own daughter to your grand son'

Dad got angry. He said 'Look! Your son offered me money in return for your hand in marriage. You are are a widow anyway! And you will always be with him. I am not marrying you to a stranger.'

I answered 'Thats what! You are marrying me to my own son'.

He said 'Whats wrong with marrying your son? You already love him. Now love him as your husband.'

I almost cried 'You are a very hardman dad! Very!' I ran to my room with tears in my eyes. 

I don't know how many hours I cried. I slept thru until that evening. 

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[usaiha2]

I got up about 5pm and felt very run down.


I went to the kitchen to make evening dinner. I ate something and wanted to make some coffee. 

I looked around to make some for others and found only Ramesh is home. He is in his room. I made some coffee for him and took it to his room.

I knocked on his door and walked in. He was sitting on his bed reading something, looked at me and immediately turned away.

I said 'coffee for you'

He said thanks and took it.

I sat beside him.

There was a big silence.

I could not look at him. I didnot know if I loathe him or love him.

I could not keep quiet...'You want to buy me? Your own mother?'

'I love you mother' he said looking into his book.

'Is this the way to show your love? By buying me?'

'I wanted to be more closer to you mother'

'More closer? You mean like lovers?'

'yes'

'I am you mother for god's sake Ramesh! How could you think such a thing?'

'Because I love you' he didn't look at me.

I am loosing my anger. I kept quit for a while sipping my coffee.

'But why?'

Ramesh paused for some time. Then he said 'I know you will be idle mother. I want to be near you too.'

'But you can be near to me as a son!'

'I can. And then you would ask me to marry too.'

'So what? You can marry and we all can be together. You will have kids and I can spend my rest of days with them.'

'Yes but I want to marry you and have kids with you.'

SHUT up Ramesh! I am your mother'

'For the same reason mother! I want to marry you!'

'Now you are saying you lust for me?'

Ramesh paused a while. 'Yes! But for a long time now'

'How long! Even before your dad left us?'

'Yes! longer than that'

'How long? year, two years?'

'Almost five now mother'

I stumbled on my cup. God! My own son was lusting for me for almost 5yrs now!

'You disgust me Ramesh! How could you have those feelings for your own mother?'

'Because I love you?'

'Shutup!'

He didn't speak a word after that. He returned the cup after he had his coffee. I took it an walked away. There was a big silence for the rest of the evening. Dad returned, we had our dinner and went to our respective rooms, all without saying a word.

That night was a very disturbing night for me. I never knew how and why I got into this mess. I kept thinking about it all night. But the more I thought about it, the more I started taking lighter aspects to it. The only horrible thing is that Ramesh is lusting for me, his own mother. Now that I lost my hubby, he is making arrangements to fulfil his lust. I could not accept it.

The best part is, atleast he is getting his wish fulfilled by proposing to marry me legally rather than thru other horrible ways. He knows I will reject his proposal if I am approached first. Thats why he started from my dad. Bribing him and paying bride money. What can poor dad do? He needs money and with that kind of unearned money, he can live well for the rest of his life. He doesn't have put up with his widow daughter living with him either.

My thoughts were getting positive. Its not too bad for me either! I still get to live with Ramesh and I cannot loose him to another girl in his life. Only thing is I have to bed with him as his wife. He will have access to my secret parts of my body which is forbidden for him. He will have right to open my blouse and lift my saree and pettycoat.

A thought of all this itched me more between my legs. I could not believe I am wet thinking about my own son. Things have changed and so are my feelings, I thought.

I could not help but finger myself that night thinking about my son making love to me. Surprising for me that I am not feeling any guilt thinking about another man just 6weeks after my hubby died.

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[usaiha2]

The next day I caught hold of dad by himself and asked when is the wedding fixed. He was delighted to hear that! He went to his guru and fixed the marriage at a temple. The day was 20 August...five days from the day I asked him.


I kept Ramesh in control though! I could see him in his highs as he might have known about the date too. But I gave him an impression that I reluctantly agreed for dad's sake. I felt like a virgin again. Marrying for the first time. I was more excitement for me than a virgin because I can see my would be husband is my own son. A Young handsome man who took shape in me and came out of me 23 yrs ago.

I decided I will let my son get a glimpse of my assets which he may not have seen before. So I did many things 'accidentally' like changing my clothes leaving the door open and making my loose end of the saree slip ove my bust more often. I must have overdone the stuff as he acted as he figured it out. He held my hips 'accidentally' somany times and brushed his 'willy' with my body every now and then.

The marriage took place the days evening at 4 pm at a temple near to our village. There were few people present and I never heard any murmur from them as they all know us very well. I later found out that Ramesh paid them handsomely too!

I wore a new silk saree which Ramesh bought. It looked exactly like the one I wore to marry his father. Ramesh though wore his dad's dress which his dad wore to marry me. In that dress he looked more like his father.

While the ***** chanted all mantras, me and Ramesh performed pooja and finally Ramesh tied mangalsutra around my neck. It was an exciting scene for me with my own son tying the sutra around my neck to marry me. Then he sat beside me to complete other pooja.

We did all the things new weds too while marrying. My dad has performed parent's duties from my side and my brother has performed my duties for my son. Since I am my own mother-in-law, I had to take my new role of bride than my son's mother.

The weddings complete by half past 6 in the evening. Everybody followed us to my dad's house for dinner. They made me and Ramesh sit on special vip chairs as they had dinner.

They gave us food in one plate so that we can share while we eat. Ramesh took some food and offered it to me as I opened my mouth to eat.

At that time I thought things have changed. While I was his mother I used to feed him like that. Now that he married his own mother, he is feeding me.

While we were eating, my brother came to us and said 'I dont know how to call you both? sister and bro-in-law or nephew and daughter?' We all laughed as I blushed.

Ramesh added 'wait until we have kids! you will have to decide if you wanna call them nephews or grandchildren' I could not help but blush more hearing the talk of my son making plans for making more chidren with his own mother.

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[usaiha2]

The first night



Most of the relatives left as we got into the last ritual; the first night. It wasn't a first night of my life but it is my first night with my new hubby Ramesh. I could not imagine the same kid who grew before me and on my breast milk is now entering my room as my hubby on my wedding night.

They finished all rituals and then took Ramesh to our room. Few minutes later, my dad gave me a glass of milk and escorted me to the room amidst all laughs.

It was a shaking moment for me. I am going to celebrate my firstnight with my own son. I am taking a glass of milk for him as if I am taking it to my hubby. My own son is my hubby.

My dad slowly pushed me into the room and quickly shut the door behind me. I could hear him locking it from outside.

I took a look at the room and saw Ramesh sitting on the bed that was decorated with lots of flowers. Just like on my first night.

I slowly walked towards him hesitantly. He got up and met me halfway. He took the glass, drank half the milk and gave me the other half to drink. He helped me lift the glass to my mouth as I slowly drank the milk blushing.

Then he said 'Thank you mother!'

I was dissappointed he called me mother. I told him' I am your wife now, call me Sumathi'

He said putting the glass on the table 'Thanks but you are still my mother'

'Then why did you marry me?' I was dissappointed.

'Because I want to marry my mother...I want to make love to my mother'

It was a dirty thing to hear for any mother but frankly I was more sexually aroused listening to those words. I sought of liked it too. I want

Ramesh to make love to me as my son rather as my husband.

Ramesh continued 'Our marriage is to make us hubby and wife only to the world. But in our family, we will still be mother and son. I will

still respect you as my mother. You also treat me as your son.'

I interrupted 'If you still my son, then how can I treat you as my husband?'

Ramesh said 'Don't treat me as you husband. Treat me as your son-lover. A son who has lust for your body.' I was shocked to hear it but it was kinky for me too. I figured out Ramesh wants to make love to his mother than to his wife. His marriage is just a stunt to keep the community quiet.

Ramesh then put his arms around me and hugged me. He hugged me like that many times before but this time it was different. It was as if my lover is hugging me.

He slowly then pushed his crotch against mine. I hit ecstacy. He then slowly parted and brought his face against mine. I looked at him as he did into my eyes and then to my lips as he leaned and grabbed my lips with his.

I thought I am in heaven. My own son is kissing me mouth to mouth passionately. 

He then started kissing all over my face; then my neck. 

Then he removed my pallu over my blouse covered breasts as I closed my eyes as I am into the first steps of getting myself naked before my son.

He kept kissing on my neck and slowly getting downwards onto my chest. Then he planted his kisses around the rim of my breast and then planted his kiss right on the slit between my breasts and ran his tongue in it. It was a great experience for me.

He then loosened the tangles of my saree by pulling them out of my pettycoat. I was a bit embarrassed initially but Ramesh's shameless pulling drew me away.He then threw the saree away from us. I closed my eyes as I could not feel myself standing with my underwear before my son's lustful eyes.

He then kissed me on the blouse between my breasts and slowly reached my naked stomach kissing it and to my belly button. Then all of a sudden he put his face on my crotch and took a deepbreath from the pettycoat cloth.

I felt very embarressed. He then spoke saying' I was dreaming to do this for years now mother' I could say nothing. He continued 'You smell great as I expected' He then held on to the thread to untie the knot that was holding my pettycoat.

I almost lost my breath for a while. My instincts took over to struggle to make him not to untie. Then I realised I am married to him.

Eventhough he is my son. He has a full rightful access to my body.

Before I finish my thought, I could feel Ramesh pushing the pettycoat down on my hips. His hands are gaining access to my naked hips and suddenly the pettycoat collapsed around me.

I am embarrassed to open my eyes as I enjoyed my son's lovemaking; moving his hands and touching my naked body.

Ramesh then touched my pubic hair with his nose and took a deep breath.

He then said 'Thankyou for showing me my temple mother. The temple of my birth.'

I said to him in my heart 'You are welcome son!'

He then got up to open my blouse hooks. Every opening of hook took me to another level of sexual ecstasy.

He then took off my blouse as I helped him still closing my eyes. Then he grabed my bra ends at the back and unsnapped it. Off came my bra as he took it off.

I am all naked before him. Before my own son. Before my new husband. It was all embarrassing.

He then whispered 'Thankyou again mother...for a view of motherly breasts where I fed and grew up'

I am too excited to talk nice. I thought 'Shut up and suck on your mothers tits you mother lover!'

As if he heard, he took my already erect right nipple into his mouth.

Thats when I thought I have become wife to my son.

[usaiha2]

He is sucking my nipple. Same mouth but this time for pleasure. He sucked my nipple as my son and now as my hubby.


After a while of sucking and caressing, he stopped everything and stood in front of me. I slowly opened my eyes to see my son-hubby take off his clothes. I could see his cock struggling to spring out of his untie and as soon as he did it just sprung out. It was long and thick. It was longer than his dad's. Eventhough I felt bad watching my own son's erect penis, I could not stop but watch as he moved towards me and hugged me.

Our first naked hug. Last time I hugged him naked was when he was 6yrs old. This hug was never like hugging my son. His dick probing my crotch and his chest pinning my breasts. He then took me to bed kissing me on the lips.

My heart was pounding as he pushed me slowly onto the bed and him leaning on top of me. I slowly adjusted myself to ly properly on the bed as he run his hands along my body curves.

'This is it' I thought.

While on bed, he started caressing my breasts while still kissing me. It was time for me to close my eyes again.

He then parted my legs and moved his body between them. I could feel his cock touching my crotch now and then as he adjusted himself.

Then he lifted his crotch. I could feel his right hand moving towards his crotch and after a second his fingers started probing my pussy lips.

A jolt of electricity ran through me as he parted my pussylips to guide his dick into my vagina. I will never forget the moment his tip touched the walls of my vagina for the first time. It was as if I am experiencing my first penetration. My own son's cock touching my vaginal lips towards new heights of sexual pleasure.

As soon as it touched my pussy lips Ramesh pushed himself deep into my vagina. I could not help but moan a little as my own son's cock invaded my pussy.

ONE hump and Ramesh collapsed on me and remained unmoved. His cock now completely inside me. I could feel his manhood completely engulfed by my vaginal walls as if it was waiting for it. His pubic hair is touching mine and I could feel his hardened balls touching the rim of my womanhood.

I felt like the cycle is complete between me and Ramesh. 23yrs ago I brought him to this world through the same hole and pretty much in the same position. Now 23yrs later the same son who came out through my vagina and became a man put his erect manhood into the same hole and in the same position I birthed him.

After few moments he started sliding his cock inside me. Finally he started fucking his mother. His own mother who he got to marry and today he is doing it as in our firstnight.

He slowly started to increase his speed. I was astonished by his style. It was like from an experienced guy. Fucking slowly and then suddenly variating the speed. He was doing it like a pro!

Meanwhile I must have had atleast 4 orgasms. I couldnot help but keep thinking that it was my son who is bonking me and beating his meat inside my vagina. My dirty thoughts were my orgasm contributors.

I don't know how long he fucked me as I was enjoying myself but looking at our sweaty bodies it must have been very long. I felt his first jolt of his cum hitting my cunt walls as he grunted. Few more jolts followed as he collapsed on top of me.

Now the cycle is more full with my son's cum spilled into the same womb he was spawned. My womb has become a place where two generations of men in my life, my first husband and my son deposited their wad.

The act is over; The marriage is complete. I am not his normal mother anymore. I am also his woman now. He has bridged the only gap between a mother and a wife. A wife does all the things for a man his mother does but also gives her pussy for him to fuck and procreate. 

The day a son fucks his mother, she will become his wife, married or not.

Thats why I respect Ramesh because he made me, his mother, his wife ceremonially before fucking my cunt. If he wanted my cunt, he could have made me his slut by other ways. He could have bangd me or even seduced me into fucking him without marrying me.

So now I am legally and sexually his wife. As I was still recovering from my mother-son firstnight sexual act, Ramesh turned on to the bed from me as his limp cock got out of our incestuous bond.

After a while he asked me, 'did you like it mom?'

What can I say? My own son fucked me in the name of our marriage and asking me did I like it? I didn't know if I had to become his wife completely by saying 'yes' or make him think I am still his mother by saying nothing.

Eventhough my son just fucked me and violated our mother-son relationship, my motherly instincts are still not accepting him as my hubby. I might have accepted him as my lover; a mother lover but not as mother husband.

I did not reply him and turned away from him in protest.My womanhood though, has a different mind for itself reminding me of real truth by trickling the combination of his semen and my pussy juice along my thighs. I couldn't help but think I am sleeping with my son's semen between my legs.


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[usaiha2]

Next day morning as I got up, it was a scene from incest heaven. I am naked and sleeping beside my naked son. My pubic hair is stiff as cardboard. The blanket has also got some stiff spots.


I could not believe my son is my husband now and we made love lastnight. I quickly gotup from the bed and looked for my clothes. They were all over the place. My saree is crumbed up by the door, my pettycoat is also on the floor between my saree and the bed, and my bouse and bra were by the side of the bed. I took them all and quickly dressed up.

The door was unlocked by now and I opened it slowly. As I walked out the clock struck 7. I quickly went to the bathroom. As I returned from the bathroom dad is sitting on the dining table reading the news paper and he greeted me.

'How is my bride daughter?'

I smirked at him. Then he said smiling 'Looks like my son-in-law has done quite a few things lastnight...you all curmped up!'

As I was about to reply him walking into the kitchen, he remarked 'Or shall I say my grandson has done few things to his mother'

That disgusted me. I said 'How dare you dad?'

'Well he is my grandson isn't he?' he remarked still smiling.

'Yes, but he is you son-in-law now.'

'So whats wrong with saying he did it to his mother?'

I got angry. I jeered 'Isn't you who got me married to my son? Isn't you who pushed me into my son's room for a firstnight with him? So why are you remarking about what my son did to me? Well, if it makes you happy, yes my son made love to me lastnight. My son fucked me like my husband and we slept naked together!'

'There you go!!! Now, are you happy?'

Dad got serious. He said 'I am always happy for you pumpkin. I wanted to cheer you up and tease you a bit.'

I felt sorry. I said 'Sorry dad, it is just that I am caught between being a mother and a wife. Unfortunately I am both to a single man. And I dont know how to cope.'

He said 'sorry dear, if you ask me, you have to stop being a mother to him. You should be a wife. Wife is more closer than mother. I am sure

Ramesh married you to make you his wife not his mother. By marrying you, he indicated that you to be more than his mother. He wants your friendship as a wife.'

'But I am his mother dad!'

'I am sure you are, dear! But you are married to him now! You have to become his wife now. I know it would be hard for you being his mother. But you have accept him as your lover too!'

'But how can I share my body?...'

'Well you have to now. It is is clear indication that Ramesh wants your body too when he asked you in marriage. Everything else a wife does, he could have had it from you as his mother. So his intentions are straight.'

He continued 'Sure it might be hard for you being his mother. Look at him as a young man than your son. Think you are married to a young man than your son. Make him happy.'

That eased up my heart a little. I said thanks to dad and walked into kitchen to make some breakfast. A few minutes later, Ramesh got up and went to bathroom. After a while, I heard Ramesh and dad talking while I was making some dosas. Then suddenly Ramesh came into the kitchen and hugged me from behind. I was startled but kept my cool. He murmured in my ear 'Thanks for last night mother' and went back to the dining table.

I finished making dosas and took them to the dining table. Dad and Ramesh were sitting opposite each other and dad is still reading his paper. Ramesh kept watching me. As I was serving the dosas Ramesh quickly grabbed my pallu and started pulling. I was embaressed as as my blouse coved breasts are showing. I said 'stop that Ramesh'.

Ramesh didnot stop. I said 'Dad?'

Dad said 'He is your hubby dear. He can do anything he wants'

Ramesh added 'Thanks grandfather!' and kept pulling my pallu as I struggled holding.

Ramesh let go the saree end winking at me as I struggled myself to get the saree on top of me again.

I resumed serving as Ramesh kept looking at me with his lustful eyes. 

After serving I quickly vanished into the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen, I let go the grim look as I infact enjoyed Ramesh flirting with me. How many mothers will get their sons strip their sarees with sexual intent? The feeling of mine drove me nuts.

I slowly got used to being a wife to my own son. My son's attittude towards me never changed. I can see he still loves me as his mother as he never treated me as his wife. He never showed his anger at me commanded me in doing something. His attittude towards my body though were never mother-like. I was annoyed several times as he treated me as his new wife. Slowly that cooled downed too. 

Now a days he even respects my no to sex. Previously he just stripped me and fucked me.

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