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Mother And Son
 
 
My dad is mostly out of town around 20-25 days a month as he is a senior sales executive in a large corporation. Due to his company's clients being scattered around the globe he needs to travel a lot. We have no complains though as he brings in a lot of money enabling us to live a very decent and comfortable lifestlye.
 
My mom SHRUTI is a homemaker and enjoys taking care of her only son - me. Since dad started touring a lot she has started working out and has been doing all sorts of yoga and aerobics to keep herself in shape. And boy, the workouts have done a lot of good to her. She is one fine piece of ass. She is 5"6 and weighs around 120 pounds. She has got milky white skin, long flowing jet black her which extend up to her ass. Her blue eyes, a rarity amongst Indian women makes her look like a sex bomb.
 
Being well off has its perks. We have a full time maid help employed in our house. Her name is Parvati and she has been working in our household since the tender age of 18 when she ran away from her abusive husband to whom she was married at 16 against her will. My parents being the kind people they are gave her shelter in our house and employed her to do the menial chores like dusting, cleaning, laundry etc. She considers us as her family and basically depends on us for her survival. She is very beautiful considering her rather background. She has the curves that most guys would die for. From what I understand she must be 34-26-36. Add that a voluptuous body and an admirable complexion of whitishness and duskiness.
 
I must admit I grew up in my whirlwind teenage days fantasizing about her as my object of lust while "helping myself" to some relief. Being the shy guy I always was around girls I never made a move on her. Although I never left an opportunity to stare at her cleavage when she was squatting on the floor while mopping the floor, nor did I let the opportunity of staring at her posterior when she bent down to pick something up. I never made a move for the fear of rejection and the fear of her telling about my exploits to my parents. Boy, that would be an embarrasing situation.
 
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It was February 2012, and I had my midterm examinations coming at the end of the month. I had celebrated Valentine's Day with my mother as dad was yet again out of town (big surprise! Duh!). Mom and I had a romantic candle light dinner on the terrace of our house on a slightly chilly (and absolutely romantic) Ahmedabad winter night. We concluded the night with (you guessed it!) -- Lots of sex that made us stay awake till early morning.
 
 
The next day though, I was neck deep in studies as I wanted to score good grades for my midterms. I was busy in college from morning till late evening because I wanted more lab time to practice. I came back home for a TV dinner followed by more studying. All this left no time for mom.
 
I didn't expect even a little bit what the hell was going on until one day there was a small electrical fire in my college building which forced the college to close for the day until the problem was sorted out. So, I came home early around 2:30 in the afternoon. I was secretly happy that this happened because this would let me spend a little time with mom in the sack before I could start studying again.
 
I got home and slowly tiptoed towards mom's room on the upper floor of the house. I was about to knock her door when I heard something funny from the room. I wasn't sure what I was hearing, so I put my left ear to the door to hear more clearly. I heard soft moans.
 
First, I thought my mother was pleasuring herself. Yes, she has the habit of snooping through my closets and finding out my stash of porn. I smiled to myself and imagined her putting her fingers in herself and trying to find her G-spot as she stimulated her clit with the other while watching my porn. But then suddenly, I heard another distinct voice that was moaning quite loudly. It was obvious that this wasn't some porn star moaning on the screen. This was the sound of another person.
 
I was jolted at first. My dad was in London and I was listening to all this. Was my mother cheating on the person that she was cheating with someone else? Was my mother cheating on her husband and her son with another man? How fucked up was this?
 
The transition of my shock and disgust into anger was a small one. I flared up. I wanted to know who this son a bitch was who was fucking my mother behind my back. Without thinking, I turned the knob of the door and entered her room. What I saw nearly made me dizzy.
 
The son of a bitch who was fucking my mother was in fact -- only a bitch! My mom was fucking her best friend SNEHA on her bed. SNEHA is my mom's best friend since college. Both of them were lying there buck naked on the bed. SNEHA had half her right fist inside mom's dripping pussy and mom had raised herself on her back as she reached climax right in front of me.

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I nearly fainted.
 
And then I started shouting at the both of them. They hadn't noticed me enter the room as I had entered without making any noise because I wanted to catch mom red handed. Making a noise would have raised an alarm and given her time to retract from her act. I started swearing the choicest of Gujarati slurs and asked them what the bloody hell was all this.
 
I couldn't stand to see my mom, who also my de facto girl friend was cheating on me with another woman of all things. I was too stunned to think or do about anything else. I sat down on the floor and started crying.
 
Mom and SNEHA were stunned by my sudden appearance and reaction. SNEHA looked like she had seen a ghost quite frankly.
 
Mom was taken aback too, but she quickly regained her composure. She covered herself up with a towel that was lying next to her and motioned SNEHA to dress up.
 
She came towards me and rubbed her palm on my head gently. She told me to control myself and sit on the chair. We had some talking to do.
 
I slowly got up, sat on the chair. Mom and SNEHA sat next to each other on the sofa opposite to me. SNEHA was looking down at the floor, unable to meet my eyes. Mom, sitting next to her cleared her throat and slowly told me to listen out what she was about to say. She told me not to react before hearing out her whole story.
 
She said I knew about the kind of ultra powerful sex drive that she has even at this age. This drive was satisfied by dad until his stroke and then by me since our whole affair started. But since the last 6-8 months, she was not getting her needs fulfilled as I was busy with my studies and did not find much time for her except on special occasions like Valentine's Day. She said, she understood that I needed to study for my future so she didn't say anything to me about it. But she also had to satisfy her needs at the same time.
 
Mom motioned SNEHA to speak further. SNEHA slowly raised her gaze to meet mine and spoke with a low pitched voice. She said that she was having the same problem with her husband Animesh who while did not have much of a physical problem, was going through depression. The medication that he had to take to battle this depression had the side effect of causing him to have erections for less than a couple of minutes and premature ejaculation. SNEHA said she was not satisfied with this and was suffering as a result since the last 6 years. Her son had recently left their family home and settled in the US before a year which made her lonelier.
 
She had no one who could understand the plight she was in except her best friend i.e. my mom. She had been confiding in her about her problems since her son left and had found a supporting shoulder on which to cry. Mom was cool with helping her through her tough times and all but she too started feeling lonely since the last few months as I had little time for her.
 
One night, when I was out of town for a field trip from college, SNEHA and mom were talking till late in the night (both women's husbands were out of town) and also had had a few drinks. One thing led to another and they ended up having lesbian sex for the first time in their lives. This night culminated into a lesbian affair between my mom and SNEHA.
 
 They have had been having sex in the afternoons when I am at college.
 
Mom looked directly at me and told me to speak.
 
I didn't know what to say. Not only had I seen my mom cheat on me with another woman, I had also found out that I was the reason for this. If I had had more time for my mom, it would not have come to this. I was overwhelmed with emotion. I started crying again.
 
Mom got up and stood next to me. Without saying a word she dropped the towel covering her body, took my head in her hands and shoved my face between her breasts.
 
I was startled by this. I couldn't breathe. And I was turned on at the same time.
 
My mom's trick worked. I stopped crying!
 
Now, mom stopped smothering me and started rubbing her hands to rub my dick through the pants. My Lund stood up in attention.

 

SNEHA was also puzzled to see what was going on. She looked confused and turned on at the same time. Although, she did not take much time to take cue from mom. She got up, got quickly undressed to her birthday suit, came towards me, pulled my hand and motioned me to get up and go to the bed.
 
I was about to have my first threesome, that too with my mom and her best friend...!

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SNEHA quickly rushed me to the bed and pushed me down on my back flat on to the bed. She then started to take my pants off as mom worked on unbuttoning my shirt. In a matter of a few seconds I was lying nude on my mother's bed with my mother and her best friend naked hovering over me. They were looking at me lust filled eyes. I felt like two vultures were hovering over as if I was their prey.
 
SNEHA was especially looking at me weirdly. For a second, I was scared she might bite my dick or something. But that fear proved to be naught as SNEHA slowly opened her mouth wide and made my now standing member disappear into her mouth. I felt her wet tongue wrapped around my cock and felt the warmth of her breath on it. The feeling cannot be described in words. It is divine.
 
It was at this juncture that I observed Shirley's beautiful body. She was around 5'6 maybe 5'7 with long jet black hair which extended nearly all the way up to her lower back. She was bent over and sucking my cock which made her ass stand at an angle which made it look beautiful. I fought the urge to violently pinch that smooth ass of hers. Her breasts, hanging downwards as she sucked my cock appeared to be quite firm for her age. Her pout lips, the most enticing feature of her body looked even better when wrapped around my cock. Her eyes were closed and she appeared to be under some sort of a trance as she kept on sucking. From the looks of it, she hadn't had the chance to even glance at a throbbing cock much less taste it.
 
Before, I could make any more observations my mom blocked my view by climbing on top of my abdomen and pushing her 38E boobs in my face. She wanted me to suck them. First, she guided her left boob in my face and made me suck it before taking it away and stuffing the right one in. She kept alternating her breasts in my mouth as she moaned. SNEHA had also started to moan although; mom's moans were much louder.
 
SNEHA's sucking was slowly picking up in pace. She had made a small ring in with her index finger and thumb with which she stroked my cock up and down. She was an expert cock sucker in her element. I hadn't had the time to masturbate in the last week due to my overly hectic schedule. I had no option but to relent.
 
I came hard. I came so hard I bit mom's left tit hard and shot my load at the back of SNEHA's throat. SNEHA was so turned on; she swallowed the entire thing without managing to even drop a single drop of it on to the bed or floor. Mom screamed with what was probably a mixture of pleasure and pain as I bit her tit. My eyes rolled up to the top and my body lifted itself from the back as waves of pleasure surged through my body.
 
The atmosphere of the room smelled a mixture of sweat, women's perfume and my strong deodorant. It smelt like a pure cocktail of wild sex.
 
But it wasn't over!

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Mom got down from my chest and slowly pushed SNEHA's head which was still sucking on the remnants of fluid on my semi erect cock. SNEHA acquiesced and slowly retracted her oral grip on my member.
 
Mom replaced SNEHA and took my semi erect cock in her mouth. SNEHA, still in a fit of sexual rage quickly got up and came to my face and lowered her shaved pussy on my lips thus signaling me to return the favor and perform oral sex on her. I complied. My tongue teased her by making circles around the circumference of her pussy before slowly penetrating her pussy. I alternated between licking her pussy and sucking her clitoris which had swollen by now to the size of a baby penis.
 
My mom knew how to get my member up and running for the second time in quick succession. She sucked my cock just enough to get it erect before getting up from the base of the bed where she had been sitting till now, got on top of the bed and sat down on dick by making her pussy enveloping it.
 
I couldn't believe it. I was performing oral sex on my mother's best friend on my mother's bed as my mother was fucking me. My mother had probably been fingering herself while she was sucking my cock because she soon reached climax. Her pussy contracted very tightly around my penis and I could feel her fluids surging around my cock as if they were shot with a pump of high capacity.
 
Seeing my mother climax, SNEHA got up from my face and replaced her by sitting on top of my dick. We were now fucking. Mom was lying next to us and trying to recover from the orgasm she just had. SNEHA was a wild one. She rode me in the women on top position for a while before signaling me to get up. She lay down on her back on the bed thus implying me to fuck her in the traditional missionary position. I complied.
 
I entered her pussy again and pumped her good by giving her a mixture of fast and slow strokes. My cock could feel her G-spot shuddering up with pleasure.
 
Suddenly, I screamed with pain as I felt a surge of pain inside my ass. I was so in the moment that it took me a few seconds to realize that SNEHA had inserted not one, but two of her fingers inside my ass. It hurt like hell to be butt fucked like this but the pleasure of fucking her was so great that it made the pain irrelevant. SNEHA turned out to be one wild vixen after all.
 
I kept on banging her till I felt I could no longer hold on. SNEHA was about to come too. Mom saw the look on my face and realized that I was about to come. She got up and told us to stop fucking. She quickly guided SNEHA and me to position them such that I come on SNEHA's face. SNEHA wasn't happy as she hadn't cum yet but complied anyway. I quickly pulled my cock out of SNEHA's pussy. Mom positioned her face in front of SNEHA's now vacant pussy and started licking it. SNEHA was also fingering herself and now had my cock in her mouth.
 
It was only a few seconds later that SNEHA left out a giant moan as she came and shot squirts of her juices on mom's face. This was the last straw as I could no longer hold on and shot my load on SNEHA's beautiful face.
 
Apparently, mom knew SNEHA was a rare breed -- a squirter! Knowing my mom, the way I do, I understood the fact that she could never let such an opportunity of drinking another woman's juices go to waste. She is a real horny bitch. And I love her for that.
 
After this glorious threesome, the three of us lied naked next to each other for some time before dozing off. We were bloody tired. 

I was on cloud nine. I couldn't make out what really happened before I dozed off to sleep. The only thing I knew at that time was that I was a damn lucky man to have a mother who loved me like this.
 

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[usaiha2]

It was one of those days when dad was out on business to London. It was a Sunday and there were only the three of us in the house. I usually go out in the morning to play cricket with my friends at the University grounds. I generally leave by 7 and come back by 11 when the sun starts to kick the heat up.

 
On this fateful day I was feeling a little queasy and didn't want to go in the first place but on the insistence of my friends, I still made it to the ground to play. Midway through the game, I was feeling a little sleepy and felt like I had a fever or flu like thing. So I decided to come back home at around 9:30.
 
When I entered the house I didn't see anyone on the ground level. I thought maybe mom was still sleeping and Parvati was cleaning the first floor. As I was feeling lonely I decided to go to my room, take a shower and rest for a while.
 
My room is one the farther end of the first floor so I have to pass by my parents' bedroom first before reaching mine. I noticed that the door to my parents' room was left ajar. So I noticed to check in and see whether mom had waken up or not.
 
As I entered her room the sight in front of me left me utterly dumbfounded. I was about to yell out mom's name when I entered the room to find if she was sleeping or in the shower. But I totally lost my voice when I saw what I saw on her bed. Lying on her bed were Mom and Parvati - the maid, completely naked and in a 69 position. Parvati was eating my mom's pussy and my mom was devouring Parvati's cunt like a bitch in heat. Both women were moaning and groaning. Then suddenly in a matter of a few seconds they started groaning louder and louder. I realised that I was witnessing both of them climaxing at the same time.
 
I was so shocked and confused at this point of time I didn't know what to think and what to make of the images that were in front of me. Should I shout at them and demand an explanation? Should I call dad? Or should I just stand there and watch? The last option seemed to be the better one because by that point of time I was gradually beginning to like what I saw in front of me. I have always been a fan of lesbian porn and here right in front of me were two beautiful women going at each other pussies in a mad frenzy of lust.
 
My cock was as hard as it could get by now.
 
Suddenly, Parvati caught a glimpse of me standing on the door and screamed. My mom got startled on hearing the scream and looked in my direction. She could not say a word but immediately pulled at her towel to cover her naked body. Parvati grabbed another towel that was lying on the side table next to the bed and tried to cover herself.
 
Both women kept looking at me and I kept looking at the both of them. From the looks on their faces it appeared that neither one of them had an idea as to how to talk to me about what I had just witnessed.
 
I decided to break the silence and asked "Mom, what is going on? What is the meaning of all this?"
 
Mom looked down and clearly felt ashamed at what she had been doing.
 
I asked again in a higher pitch "Mom, I am talking to you. What is going on over here?"
 
Sensing that mom was too ashamed to speak out Parvati said referring to me by my nickname "Baba, please don't be angry. Just give us a chance to explain everything."
 
I nodded signalling her to speak.
 
"Baba, you know that your dad is away from the house for almost the entire month. Your mom has been feeling lonely without your dad ever since he started touring so much. She knows he means well for everyone but his absence for so long makes your mom feel lonely."

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"Whats that got to do with all this?", I said.
 
"Well Baba, you know that everyone has some needs that they need to fulfill. Your dad's absence leaves all these needs unfulfillfed. Your mom needs someone she can talk to and someone she can share her thoughts and feelings with. She also needs to fulfill the needs of her body which include sexual desires." she said.
 
"So you mean to say that you and mom share everything with each other including your bodies?", I retorted in a puzzled state of mind.
 
"Yes Baba, we do that. And both of us are happier this way." said Parvati.
 
I was shocked. I was confused. But above all, I felt turned on by all this in a sick and perverse way. But I didn't know what to do next.
 
Just then, mom pulled up the courage to look at me and said something.
 
"Look Sahil, I understand that is difficult for you to understand and digest mentally but what Parvati said is true. We like being in each other's company. She has no one else in this world and since your dad started travelling I feel that I only have her. You are at your college all day and are busy in your own life. That leaves me only with her and I like her company. I did not want you to know all this in this fashion but it was sooner or later going to come in your knowledge." Mom said.
 
"But mom, does that mean you are a lesbian?" I said, still more confused.
 
"No, I am not a lesbian. I still like the feeling of a cock inside me but since I don't want to cheat on your dad with another man. Your dad loves me but I still need to fulfill my needs. As it is your dad has sex with me only once a month when he is home and is relaxed. Thats not enough for a woman like me with a healthy sex appetite. I need more and Parvati fulfills my needs. I fulfill hers."
 
All of a sudden Parvati started grinning. Mom and I noticed her grin and asked her what was so funny.
 
Parvati said referring to my mom in the traditional way of addressing her employer mistress "Memsaheb, I have a wonderful idea. Since you thurst for a cock inside you I have an option that will satisfy you and still fulfill your condition of not cheating on your husband."
 
"What? How do you intend to accomplish that feat?", mom asked.
 
"You can have Sahil Baba's cock inside you. He is a young and virile man who can't get enough jerk offs watching his dirty magazines. I've spied on him many time in his teens when he used to sit in front of his computer and jack off to dirty videos.", said Parvati.
 
Mom and I were shocked to hear Parvati hear this. But from the looks of mom's face I thought that she liked the idea. So did I!
 
Parvati came close to me and grabbed my fully erect cock through my shorts.
 
She grinned "Memsaheb, I think Baba is ready to fill your tank with his juice."
 
Mom stood up, dropped her towel and came towards me, completely naked.
 
I was speechless. I decided to play along with this game. Boy was I lucky. I was going to get to fuck my hot mom.
 

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Mom grabbed my dick through my pants and let out a moan. Her beautiful tits were erect. Her pussy was shaven just like Parvati's. Her skin appeared to be radiating sexual energy. She looked like a goddess.

 
She began undressing me. In a flash of an eye I stood there completely naked in front her with my 7 inch manhood saluting her naked beauty.
 
Mom guided me towards the bed and motioned me to lay down on my back. I complied.
 
She got down on her knees and gently slid her mouth on cock and in an instant swallowed it to the base. I gyrated as a wave of pleasure spread from the top of my spine right towards the edge of body. She began licking the tip of my circumcised penis in a nice rhythm making me moan with ecstacy. The feeling of my mature mom's tongue encircled around my virgin penis cannot be described in words. It is something that only the truly fortunate can experience.
 
My mom bobbed her head up and down on my shaft making me moan like crazy. I was gradually begin to tense up and realized I was about to cum.
 
"Mom, I am gonna cum", I warned
 
But kept on going at it harder and harder on my dick. I couldn't hold it any longer and felt a wave of pleasure engulf me as I spurted wad after wad in my mom's mouth. My mom hungrily gulped down every last drop.
 
"I am not going to let you go so easily son. I need some of that cream of yours inside my belly." mom said.
 
She stood up immediately and kissed me. Our tongues twirled around each other as I felt the breath of my cum drenched mom mixing with mine. It was such a turn on that I became hard once again.
 
My mom felt my erection against her thigh and assumed the cowgirl position. She guided my dick right up her pussy. It was unbelievable experience. The pleasure of losing your virginity to one's own mother is disgusting yet so pleasurable. The sheer taboo of it made my spine shudder.
 
Mom started bouncing up and down on my shaft as her tits bounced beautifully with each bounce. I got up from my waist and sucked her tits.
 
Mom was calling out my name and groaning at the same time. I could tell from her face that she too was enjoying this taboo. I too was groaning "OH MOM, OH MOM, THIS IS AWESOME. FUCCKKK... FUCKKK.. FUCCKK YOU MOTHER... I LOVE YOU... THIS IS SO GREAT".
 
It was a good thing that I had cummed a while earlier. This helped me work on mom for a lot longer than what most virgins can expect their first time out.
 
This wild fuck session lasted for around ten minutes before I splashed my virgin load in her pussy. Mom screamed and climaxed roughly at the same time with me. It was fantastic.

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We both lay in each other's arms for a while before both of us realized that Parvati was filming both of us on her camera phone and masturbating watching us perform the taboo act.
 
She stopped recording and came over towards her and the three of us kissed each other very passionately.
 
"Thank you for bringing us mother and son so close together." I told Parvati with a smile.
 
Parvati reciprocated with a smile and signalled mom to get off me.
 
She took mom's place and climbed on top of me in the cowgirl position. My dick was hard yet again to my surprise. She fucked me very wildly. She treated me like a rag doll as she fucked me. She dug her nails on my shoulder as she wildly gyrated during her orgasm. I came soon after her.
 
We lay there in each other's arms all naked and sweaty, a happy family assured of many more such happy moments to come in the future.
 
I had always been a shy kid since the beginning. I didn't use to go out and play cricket or football with my friends when I was young. Instead I liked staying indoors and play video games or board games. My parents never minded my shyness and introversion. Although they noticed that my tastes and interests were different as compared to my peers they never asked me to try and become more like them.
 
As I entered my late teens my dad was getting more and more involved in his business activities. He was working very hard and was providing very well for our family. The downside of this was that he started working longer and longer hours as the days went by leaving very little time (if any) for my mother and I.
 
My mother who had been a housewife for her entire life tried very hard to compensate for the absence of my father in the household by taking on all the duties that a father should take for a son, especially in his son's growing years.
 
I had an almost unnaturally awesome friendship with my mom since childhood and it strengthened even more as she tried making up for my dad's duties toward me. She taught me everything that a father should teach his son. She explained to me the changes that I was about to go through in my mind and body. She also explained to me the concept of sex and gave me the whole lecture about the "birds and the bees". I never realized how cool she was in explaining all this to me as parents rarely teach their children about sex even in this day and age.
 
Things were going on pretty smoothly until one fateful day my father suffered a very mild heart stroke that rendered him to the bed for an entire month. It was nothing too serious or to be worried about as the doctor assured us. It was just a mild warning for my dad to get the state of his physical health in order. Our lives and routines became a little upset as dad remained home for a month but it soon got back to normal. Or at least I thought they became normal. Little did I realize that dad's mild illness would change the entire fabric of our family life forever!
 

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CHAPTER 2

 
More than six months had passed after dad's illness and our lives had seemed to get back to normal until one day just 3 days before my 18th birthday I came home from college (I was in the first year by now studying electrical engineering). I live in a 2 storey mansion and my parents and I have our rooms on the first floor. I had a glass of Gatorade from the fridge and climbed the stairs to go to my room. I wanted to just greet my mother and tell her I was home so I decided to go to her room first before going to mine. I reached the door of my parents' room and was about to enter it. I could strange sobbing sounds emanating from behind the door as if someone was crying. I opened the door and the door made some noise as it wasn't properly oiled. Suddenly the sobbing stopped.
 
I stepped into the room and found my mother sitting on the bed trying to conjure up a smile. It didn't fool me for a second. I went towards her side of the bed and sat down with her asking what the problem was and why she was crying.
 
She denied to be crying at first and tried to change the topic. But I told her I didn't buy it and asked her again why she was crying.
 
She told me I wouldn't understand. I told her that I was nearly 18 years old and had enough brains to figure out what her problem was.
 
She told me it was a personal problem between her and dad and that I shouldn't be concerned about this. Hearing this sort of made me a little tense. I got tense because never in my life had I seen or felt any amount of friction between my parents. Of course, there were some incidences here and there as there are in every marriage but I had never seen my mother cry citing my father as a problem.
 
I told her that I had a right to be concerned about the problem between her and dad as they were my parents and family. I had a vested interest in their happiness as any tension between them would eventually affect me.
 
Hearing these words, tears started trickling from my mom's eyes. I was puzzled.
 
I asked her why she was crying. She told me didn't realize that I was a grown up man who would understand her problem until I spoke those words of concern to her. Till then, she only considered me a kid. I started laughing.
 
She asked me why I was laughing. I said that it was funny for her to just realize it right then that I wasn't a kid and was in fact an adult. I was 6 feet tall, had an athletic body thanks to my regular work outs at the gym and I had inherited the good looks and features of both my parents. I stopped qualifying as a kid a long time ago.
 
Hearing this my mother burst into laughter. She said I was right and she should have stopped looking at me like a kid a long time ago.
 
I was glad that the atmosphere had lightened up a bit. So I gently asked her what problem she was having with dad.
 
She sighed and looked down at first and then slowly said that she and dad were having physical problems.
 
I asked her what she meant by that.
 
She lowered her voice even more and said that she and dad were having problems in their sex life.
 
I was sort of taken aback hearing those words. I never thought of my parents as sexual people or thought of them ever having sex. I knew they obviously did it now and then but I never thought about it consciously.
 

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Getting my mind in order after about half a minute or so I asked her what the problem specific ally was. She said that the doctor had advised his father to refrain from indulging in any sort of physical activity that would put his body through too much stress. Sex was therefore out of the question for at least four months.

 
Mom continued by saying that even after the four months had passed dad could not have sex with her because the medications that he had been taking for his heart condition had, had a side effect on my father's body leading him suffer from erectile dysfunction. He simply could not get an erection. Apparently the problem was so severe that they had visited a sexologist who diagnosed him with having a rare condition where he could never get an erection in his life sufficient to perform sexual intercourse.
 
This diagnosis in other words said that my parents would not be able to have sex again.
 
This information struck to me like a thunderbolt. From the education and information that I had received about sex until then from my school as well as my mother, I knew what the importance of sex for the functioning of a good married life.
 
I was so shocked I couldn't say anything for a few minutes. As soon as I got back to my senses I tried to console mom.
 
Although, I didn't know what to tell her I tried to falsely tell her that things will eventually get better as medical science was progressing rapidly.
 
After that I went to my room and got back to my studying.
 
CHAPTER 3
 
As I told you earlier, my birthday was coming 2 days after the day my mom told me about the problem that she and my dad were having.
 
The day arrived and I finally turned 18. I was a major according to Indian law and was legally allowed to vote (although not allowed to get married until 21).
 
My parents were very happy to see their son grow to 18 years old and gave me a car for my birthday. I was ecstatic. I had already learned to drive six months ago (even though it is illegal to do so!) and wanted the specific model of the Hyundai Verna. I bunked college that day and met all my friends and gave them a ride in my new car. I was so happy.
 
I came back home around 4 PM. I went straight to mom's room to meet her and inform her that I was home if she needed me. She was sitting on her bed watching the TV. I saw the look on her face and was immediately reminded of the problem that she and dad were facing. That made me sad.
 
So in the spur of the moment, I decided to do something special for her just to cheer her up.

[usaiha2]

 

I asked her if she would like to go out and have dinner with me that night. I didn't have any plans and would like to do something special with her that evening.
 
She joked that she didn't want to spoil my birthday. She told me that it was my 18th birthday and that I should do something really special that night.
 
I told her that I had something special in mind. I asked her that as dad was working late that night and wouldn't probably be home that night she should come out with me and we could have a night out on the town.
 
She said she appreciate the idea and understood what I was trying to do for her but said that she would probably bore me with all her mom talk.
 
I didn't want to lose this one and really wanted to do something special for her. So, I thought of a great idea. I asked her to come out with me that night but not as my mom but as my date for the night. We would be like two people on a date and would behave with each other in that way. No mother-son stuff.
 
She started laughing on hearing that thinking that I was joking. But when I didn't join her laugh, she saw the look on my face which told her that I was serious and that I really wanted to do that for her to make her happy.
 
She finally said yes.
 
I left her room telling her to be ready at 8 PM and dress like a date and not like a mom.
 
CHAPTER 4
 
I am just a regular guy with a macho type of attitude. I don't take hours to dress up. But today was an exception. After all, it was my 18th birthday and I was going out on a date with my mother.
 
I took a bath, shaved my face, trimmed my nails, powdered myself up pretty nicely, applied all sorts of creams and lotions and put on one my favorite pair of blue faded Levis jeans and put on a nice Lee Cooper shirt which I had received as a gift from my cousin earlier in the day.
 
I knocked on my mom's door as precisely 7:55 PM. She opened the door and I was stunned by what I saw.
 
She was wearing a beautiful Ritu Kumar designed short kurti that I had gifted her on her birthday a couple of months ago. She had put on a pair of tight jeans that I guessed must have been new as I had never seen her wear it earlier. She had let her silky hair remain free and had put on some make up. She was 39 at the time but she looked someone in her early 30s at the most. She had put on the Chanel 5 fragrance that my dad had got her from Paris a year ago and was sporting a Louis Vuitton bag.
 
She was simply looking stunning.
 
I told mom that she was looking like a babe and I had to admit that I had never seen her looking like that in my life.
 
She said she was going on a date like this for the first time since she got married to dad and that she wanted to make the experience special for the both of us.
 
I thanked her.
 
She told me not to address her as my 'mom' for the evening as she was my date and in the spirit of things she wanted me to call her 'babe'.
 
I agreed.
 

[usaiha2]

We went out to the newly opened Marriot hotel near S.G. Highway where I had already booked a romantic table for two earlier. The atmosphere there was amazing. People looked at us in amazement as they saw our considerable age difference and the way we were 'handling' each other as dates. One rarely sees this kind of age disparate relationships in a conservative city like Ahmedabad.

 
We had a great five course meal followed by a very lustful chocolate pastry. Mom and I talked about all sorts of things ranging from my school and college life to her experiences in her school and college, the crushes we had on people, the latest celebrity scandals and hookups and all the other sorts of things that a couple my age would talk about. I was impressed by the knowledge she possessed about all the things that were 'hip' and 'cool' with my generation.
 
I expected the evening to make her feel happy but she was more than happy. She was ecstatic. She even jokingly told me that she was feeling attracted to me just like a horny teenager. I blushed and laughed it off.
 
After the meal was over, we got out of the hotel and I took my mom on a long drive on the highway adjoining the hotel. We continued talking about all sorts of stuff. Mom even asked me about my sex life. I blushed and told her that she was my mom and I couldn't talk about stuff like that to her. She immediately reminded me that I wasn't his mother but his date and thus she had a right to ask me.
 
I relented and told her that I honestly didn't have a sex life aside from masturbating regularly. She smiled a sly grin and asked me if I would like to have that first experience. I said that I obviously wanted to but I was too shy to get a girl friend.
 
Then out of the blue, she asked me if I wanted to have sex with her.
 
I was shocked! I never expected my mother to say anything like that to me in my life.
 
I got angry and shouted at her. I asked her how she dare ask me something like that. She was my mother after all.
 
She held her cool and gently reminded me that she wasn't my mother for the evening but was my date. I could do anything I wanted to do with her.
 
I got angrier and started shouting even more loudly in the car.
 
She still held her cool and told me that I was a virgin who wanted to be introduced to the world of sex. Who better to introduce me to it than my own mother? If I went out fucking prostitutes the I risked getting some STD or if I fucked girls my age then I wouldn't get to learn the things I needed to learn in order to lead a good and healthy sex life in the future. She added that she too needed to 'get some' after more than 6 months of a sexual drought in her life. She tried to reason that we would help each other out mutually.
 
I was still not convinced. I told her that it was wrong for mother and son to indulge in sex as it was wrong. She countered and asked me whether helping his mother out to satisfy a basic necessity in her life was wrong.
 
I had no answer.
 
I kept quiet for a while as my car approached our home. My mind was turning upside down. The urge to have sex was too great and the urge to help my mother out was even greater in my mind.
 
So I finally told her that I would do it.
 
She became so happy she hugged me tightly as I got out of the car after parking it in our house's compound.
 

[usaiha2]

CHAPTER 5

 
We immediately rushed to my parents' room and started stripping our clothes in front of each other. Needless to say, I already had a raging hard on in my pants by then.
 
I was the first strip to naked. My 7 inch cock was standing to attention like a missile ready to fire. My mom stripped to her bra and panties and stopped stripping after that.
 
She took a very un-motherly look at my well chiseled body and my upright cock and smiled a wicked smile. She told me to lie down on the bed. I did as I was told. She immediately jumped on to the bed like a crazed vixen and took my throbbing member in her hands and in a split second my cock disappeared into my mother's mouth.
 
The feeling of my mother's tongue licking the tip of my dick was amazing. I almost cummed right there but mom realized what I was sensing and slowed down her oral onslaught on my cock. She kept licking it from top to bottom just like she was licking a mango dolly. She kept licking my cock for a good 10 minutes. After that she started licking my balls. I have a habit of shaving my pubic area regularly as it gets really hot in Ahmedabad most of the times. This habit paid off as the feeling of my mom performing oral sex on me was enhanced.
 
She kept on licking my cock hungrily for almost half an hour. I was surprised that she could handle my tool so expertly for such a long time that I didn't cum. I had heard that most guys cum very quickly when they get blow jobs. Finally, I came with a huge gushing load when my mom had deep throated me. All my load shot directly at the back of her neck. To my surprise, she swallowed all of it!
 
My dick went soft after that. My mom told me that it will get back to "its feet" in no time. In the meantime she ordered me to perform oral sex on her. I quickly got down to her pubic area and removed her panties. She took her bra off. I was standing on my knees at her feet and saw the majesty of her naked beauty for the first time in my life. I was speechless and madly turned on by the sight of my naked mother.
 
I started licking her pubic area. I stimulated the clitoris and gently pounced on her pink pussy lips. Her clitoris started getting a little stiffer due to the stimulation. Mom was already playing with her tits by the time and was moaning loudly.
 
She was so stimulated that she started yelling to me and ordered me to fuck her right then. My dick was erect again by then.
 
I got on top of her on the bed as she slowly guided my dick into her vagina. The feeling of losing your virginity and that too to your mother on your 18th birthday cannot be described in words. The warmth of the interiors of her pussy enveloped me and made me shudder with passion. Her arms and legs were wrapped around my back as I gently thrusted my cock in and out of her pussy in a passionate rhythm. Our screams and moans of pleasure sprayed around the room and turned us on even more. I didn't want to thrust in and out of her too quickly as I wanted to elongate the pleasure and make her cum with me. I continued thrusting in and out of her for another five minutes until finally my mom screamed with ecstasy that her orgasm was approaching. Her vaginal walls began to contract and started to get tighter and tighter around my dick until I couldn't hold on any longer. My mother and I cummed together as she felt a surge of contractions pass through her body like an electric bolt and I felt my young seed fill the caverns of my mother's sex.
 
My cock retracted after losing its sheen and I pulled it out of her pussy to lay side by side with her. We were both panting heavily. We held each other's hands and kissed each other a long passionate kiss which involved our tongues. We made out not as fuck buddies but as passionate lovers.
 
We both fell asleep in each other's arms that night knowing in our heart of hearts that our relationship as mother and son had evolved into something even more pure and beautiful. We were now lovers.
 
This is how I was feeling for the last few years since I began my relationship with my mother. It was wonderful to be in the loving arms of one's mother, especially when she showed "un-motherly" love to me. I also had a great time knowing my mother, her real desires, her real aspirations and her "real self". It was truly a great time learning to be man and learning to know what a woman really was. Of course, the sex was beyond awesome. My teenage hormones, my mom's peak sexual cycle and the sheer taboo of it all made it all the perfect melting pot of happiness.
 
But then, I turned 22. I just turned 22 a couple of weeks ago. As usual, I was expecting my mom to outdo herself in the sex department which she claimed to do every year. I concurred in her assessment. She really did find some tremendously new filthy things to do to me every birthday since we started having sex on my 18th birthday. My birthday was doubly special as both of us considered my birthday to be our "anniversary of perversion". It was fun to call it that because we didn't really think of our relationship as perverted but as the highest form of expression that could ever exist between a mother and son. But my 22nd birthday was somewhat different.
 
Since the last few months, mom and I were getting into more and more fights with each other. There were multiple reasons for this. Firstly, my dad Arun had been on touring a lot on business to Europe and the Middle East leaving us mother and son alone. This presented us to be like a "real" couple for a lengthy period of time which was not the case earlier as dad was present most of the time in the house. Living side by side with each other made us realize the inherent flaws in each other in the same way that any other couple would find once they started living a routine life post cohabitation. Second, I had been thinking a lot about our present "arrangement". I was no longer the sex crazy naive teenager who didn't think about the future. I had started thinking on the lines of whether the steps we had taken four years earlier boded well for both our futures. After all, mom would get older and I would start having problems of her own. I on the other hand would eventually find a "normal" girl friend and settle down somewhere down the future. That left the question hanging about "us".
 
Both of us knew this implicitly but never discussed it openly for the fear of jinxing the whole thing. We loved each other so much, we were petrified of what would happen if things started breaking down between us. After all, she was my first love and I, her only real one (She grew out of the relationship with my dad but stayed in only for my sake as is the case with a large number of Indian marriages where divorce is still considered taboo). It wasn't as if we could break up and go our own separate ways. We were mother and son and would still have responsibilities towards each other.
 
But as time passed I was having double thoughts about our relationship. I just didn't know what to do. This indecision on my part was taking a toll on our relationship even though mom was quite adamant in her stance of continuing this relationship just the way it was.
 
Slowly, the sex started to lose passion, the number of sessions reduced and it nearly became a routine chore between us. We were starting to fall apart at the seams.
 
Mom was visibly disturbed by all of this. I could always see the tension on her face when I was around. It was like a weird kind of sexual tension was engulfing the both of us.
 
Coming back, my 22nd birthday was assumed by both of us to be sort of a ceasefire day. We had decided to let off all the steam on this day by going out for dinner once I came back from college (I am in my last year now) at one of my favourite eateries in the elite Prahladnagar area of Ahmedabad. And then, we had decided to turn off the lights and turn our sex engines on until kingdom cum!
 
My birthday started with mom waking me up in the morning with a kiss on the cheek and hugging me tightly even as I lay in my bed wondering what the hell was going on. I got ready, had my lunch and went to the college. Before I left for college, mom winked a wicked grin at me and told me to be ready as it was going to be the best night of my life. That comment did send a small shiver down my spine and also gave me a mini hard on. But I didn't make much of the comment in my mind. I was troubled as it is with all the thoughts I had been having. Add to that fact that I was genuinely sceptical of my mom's ability to innovate in bed after all the last four years of wild sex. I thought her proverbial sexual quiver was empty. Boy, was I wrong! My mom turned out to be a bigger sex crazed bitch than I ever could imagine possible!
 

[Renjith]

Nice bro

[usaiha2]

Mummy, Mom, Mother or Maa

 
CHAPTER 01
 
I came back home around 7 pm in the evening after a rather exhausting day at the college. My finals were coming up and I was really down. But not out.

I was looking forward to the "ceasefire sex" that mom and I had planned tonight. But I was really hungry and needed to get a bite first before doing anything else.
 
I remembered I had to shower and get changed first before getting a bite as mom and I had planned to go to a restaurant for dinner. So, I hurriedly climbed the stairs and went to my room. I found the door of my mom's room closed so I figured she too must be getting ready.
 
I turned the knob of my room's door and slowly entered. It was dark as the sun had nearly set and I couldn't see a damn thing. The windows were shut curtains were drawn closed so no light from the outside could penetrate in. It did smell a bit weird in my room but I guessed it must be some room freshener that mom had sprayed. She was always experimenting with fragrances. I fumbled a bit and found the switchboard. I clicked a couple of switches on.
 
And then my jaw nearly dropped to the floor!
 
What I saw made me a bit queasy at first but I quickly realized what I was actually seeing. My mom was lying buck naked on my queen size bed with her arms and legs spread wide open, her long flowing hair tied in a neat bun. What caught my attention the most was that she had sprayed dollops of whipped cream on both her breasts to make them look like two small mountains of whipped cream and to add icing to the cake, she had topped of both her mountains with a strawberry each. As my eyes moved from her breasts down to her pussy, I saw a similar arrangement there. She had lapped up so much whipped cream on her pussy that it was not visible. She had planted a couple of strawberries in that snow as well.
 
Needless to say, I instantly had a hard on trying to tear through my pair of Levis'. My mom had a spectacularly wicked look on her face. She looked me in the eyes with no shame and told me to lose my clothes. I complied as quickly as I can.
 
As soon as I disrobed, I saw my cock standing up in salute to my mom's wicked beauty. She was looking like a woman who was begging to be ravished wildly. I was so excited I feared I might come without any external stimuli.
 
Mom was looking at me like a hungry vixen full of satanic lust for her own offspring. She was soaking in my naked body through her evil eyes. It's a feeling few have the honour to witness. A mother hungrily looking at her own son with expectations that are so taboo, even thinking of it makes the mind and body shiver in unison.
 
Mom told me to get first take the strawberries of her breasts. She then directed me to put a strawberry between my lips and bring them closer to hers. I did as she commanded. I put the strawberry between my lips and brought them close to hers. We shared the juices of the strawberry as we kissed, our tongues twirling with the other's. We passionately kissed for a few minutes till the strawberry dissipated completely, the juices shared by mother and son. The same fate met the other strawberry.
 
Then, mom directed me to lick the whipped cream off her breasts one by one. I was so turned by then by the kissing that I hurriedly pounced on my mom's breasts quickly licking the cream off them and sucking her breasts like a wild dog. I was in a sexual frenzy by then. And mom was enjoying this as well. Her head was swaying from side to side displaying her obviously elevated sense of sexual pleasure.
 
I could have sucked on those tits for an eternity. But mom had other ideas. She told me to get down between her cream layered thighs and lick everything off like an obedient son. I loved this. I always loved it when mom referred to me as her son when she was fucking me. It was such a turn on.
 
I quickly obeyed my mom's orders and got down to her pubic area and violently started to lick the cream off. I kept on licking till the pussy was free of whipped cream. Mom immediately directed me to lick the remnants of the cream between her thighs and pubic area. The aroma of her sweat, whipped cream and pussy juices combined made the task of licking her crevices an utmost pleasurable and erotic one. Mom was moaning like crazy by then with shouts of "Oh fuck", and "Oh Jesus" (yeah she was convent educated!)
 
At this juncture, I suddenly saw something sticking out of mom's pussy. A red object was slowly peeping out of her pussy. I tried to insert my finger in her pussy and tried to pull out the red object. To my surprise, it turned out to be a strawberry! My sex crazy mother had inserted a strawberry into her pussy for me to fish it out as some kind of treasure hunting exercise. And boy, was I happy to find the treasure. Mom squealed when I put my finger insider her to retrieve the strawberry.
 
Surprisingly, all the whipped cream had taken care of my hunger by then!
 
As soon as I fished out the strawberry, she began demanding me to fuck her. She was so hot by then. I scolded myself mentally to not cum so quickly. I slowly assumed position for the missionary position above her and lowered and inserted my stiff cock towards the hole from which I once emerged.
 
My mom's pussy engulfed my beautiful cock as we started rocking the bed with thrusts and humps. My mom kept moaning "That's my son", "I love you son" and "Oh Jesus" as she kept spreading and moving her hands across the length of my spine from the top of my neck down to my ass. I was feeling so much tension being eased by this confluence of sexual maternal love that my mom was giving me. She kept kissing me on my neck as I kept slowly humping her.
 
At that moment, it really felt like we were lovers more than mother and son. I can't quantify the feeling that I was having at that moment in words. It was simply one of the most beautiful moments in my life. I felt my eyes wetting with sheer joy.
 
I must have kept on thrusting for what was like nearly nine to ten minutes before I felt my mom's thighs tightening up under me. I could feel a mighty orgasm enveloping my cock in her pussy. It was very difficult to hold on to my orgasm at that time but somehow I did manage not to cum. But I knew I would not last for too long.
 
My mom was starting to come to back to a normal state but I could still see she was still quite turned on. My estimation proved to be right when she told me she did not want the cum insider her pussy but instead, inside her belly. The thought of her swallowing my cum was so tempting. She rarely did it. I always suspected she didn't like it but did not say it as it was one of my pet peeves to make her drink my cum. It was surprising to see her demanding it. Maybe, it was because of my birthday.

[usaiha2]

 

I immediately took my cock out from her pussy and went towards her face. I made it suck it. She started to suck it slowly knowing full well I loved it when she sucked my cock, especially when she slowly moved her tongue around the tip of my penis. She kept on kissing the tip of my cock and sucking it slowly. Then, she alternated for a few minutes between stroking my balls and sucking my cock and then reversing the process.
 
Then out of the blue, she lunged her head forward and pulled in my cock completely. My mom was deepthroating me!
 
That was it. I could hold on no more and exploded when the tip of my cock was touching the back of mother's throat. I felt like my body was being completely emptied of everything.
 
My mom nearly choked on my cum but managed to drink it all up like an expert cocksucker.
 
I collapsed next to her on the bed panting after a marathon session of one and one lovemaking.
 
My mom had truly outdone herself this time on my birthday. I loved her for that.
 
But my thoughts had immediately started resurfacing as to our future. I know it's weird but the mind has a mind of its own I guess.
 
But, little did I know that mom was willing to go to any lengths to maintain her grip over me. I had no idea a lover could stoop to the levels my mom would soon stoop to, to retain her lover.
 
Now, with my dad running this great business he had very little time for his own family. My mom didn't have a lot to do around the house as the staff managed everything. So she took to clubbing, charity work and socializing. But, even all this was not good enough to fill the void in her life for my dad who was busy all day at the factory or on some business trip around the world. In his defence, I must say that he was doing all of this for the good of his family. But then again, there wasn't much balance in his life between home and work. This affected my mom was well. She only had me to fall back upon at times. But there were limitations on what she could share with me and expect from me.
 
Nonetheless, things kept moving on until one day my parents had a heated argument over a trivial issue (It was so trivial, I don't even remember it!) which escalated in a full scale dog fight with both people calling each other names and shouting at each other.
 
I was almost 20 at that time and was mature for my age. I was the only person who could understand the real challenges and pressure both of them were facing. But I also knew that they needed to get this frustration and rage out of their system. I might have tilting towards mom in this case but I felt that I did owe a little leeway to my dad as he was facing problems in the external world that neither my mom nor I could comprehend.
 
But eventually, it all cooled down. My parents did not talk to each other despite my several futile attempts over the next couple of days. I sensed thawing of the ice between them, after a couple of days. My dad made the first show of goodwill and apologized to my mother. Mom, being the good hearted person that she was reciprocated with a sincere apology on her own. A truce was signed. But not peace.
 
They behaved a little weird and distant for the next week or so until one Friday evening my dad walked up to me and said "Sahil, we need to talk".
 
Now, I know that is never a good thing! I started speculating in my mind what the hell was wrong? Were they separating? Were they filing for divorce? Or something even worse?
 
The three of us sat down in the living room. Dad picked up his Benson, lit it up and said "Son, I know the last 10 odd days have been really complicated for your mom and I and you have been caught in the crossfire. This situation between the both of us has been building up since a long time and we need to face it right now."
 
He continued. "So, your mom and I have decided after a few days of discussing this matter deeply that we need to seek professional help. We are going to see a marriage counsellor."
 
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I was a little startled on hearing this. Indians (even educated ones) have this wrong notion that seeking any type of personal or couple counselling signifies the end times of a relationship. But I knew my parents better than that.
They were going to do this the right way and try and work their way out of what was only a rough patch in their relationship. 

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All in all, I was relieved on hearing this declaration. My fears were unfounded. I applauded their maturity. "I think it's a good idea dad. Mom and you have been going through a rough patch since some time. Some independent and professional help will do a lot to straighten things out between the two of you." I said.